Sunday, 1 November 2020

plucky me

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

1 November 2020 - We had company last night.  I'm rather new to the world, so I'm wondering if that makes them trick-or-treaters?  They sat right there on the sofa.  My peeps seemed quite at ease around these strangers, so I took my lead from them.  After numerous loops through the space, all of which went smoothly and ended well, I decided to investigate the unusual scent my nose had triangulated on their persons.  Despite my legacy of caution, I introduced myself... the very least I could do after sniffing their shoes.  The olfactory nerve triggered an old, cobwebby memory:  do our guests cohabit with dim deeps?  Well, regardless, their head-patting abilities made a good first impression.






clipped notes




                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Don't be quick to judge.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - meowcho, roaring pride in one's bravery

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