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Shamus on view
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Me-usings and Me-emories
28 November 2020 - Now that I can no longer rely on the sun to make me toasty, I have had to thicken my coat (but I'm still sparse on the side and belly regions). I am not certain if the majority of new hairs are white or black, but vanity takes a rumble seat to warmth. And it isn't just moi who thinks that summer is behind us: I have seen the taller peep wearing multiple layers inside our abode (but no shoes yet), and the shorter one begins the morning with a sweater. Now there is local chitters about some really cold weather heading our way. I will beseech Bastet, even offer treats, to deny Boreas entrance... failing that I will assume a fetal position on that warmed towel I expect to be provided. (It's in the fine print of my contract with the peeps.)
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clipped notes
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Today's Catechism
(for the autodidcat)
About some things you
can only complain.
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| Bring back Bastet |
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| Bastet beckons |
Catty Corner
clothing of the day - winter purrka, an extra layer, purrferably of fur, to retain body heat
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