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Shamus on view
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Me-usings and Me-emories
17 October 2020 - My ears tell me that something is up there... isn't it a tad early for prancing and pawing on the roof?? I never caught a glimpse of the offender, and neither did the interloper enter our space... I made sure. Access to this screened area is a great delight, but all that volume significantly adds to my responsibilities (and there has been no mention of extra compensation). I was insistent last evening that I be allowed out there, because I sensed there were prowlers hiding themselves in the darkness. Eventually my pleas were heard, and the shorter peep paused her activities to open the portal for me. I too would like to stretch out in a comfy spot and attend to personal matters, but my strong sense of duty won't allow me to ignore a possible assault on our home.
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clipped notes
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Today's Catechism
(for the autodidcat)
It is hard to
argue with yourself.
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| Bring back Bastet |
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| Bastet beckons |
Catty Corner
word of the day - expurrtise, smarts and purrowess in one's chosen field
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