Wednesday, 2 December 2020

many are cold...

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

2 December 2020 - It is my understanding that lots of peeps, once fall has failed them, head south for the winter. I would suggest a destination beyond our 24° latitude, as we are having another day of chill.  The sun is trying mightily, and if one is lucky enough to find a patch of its warmth he should claim it until nightfall.  Lying in bed seems enticingly decadent, but it is also boring... so I am alternating between snoozes and speeding around the premises (no reason to dally).  By periodically vacating the provided towel I give the shorter peep a chance to reheat it in the microwave.  And I have filed away that beeping sound as a good reason to hustle back to my nap space.  I am also trying, without much success, to guide my dreams toward the steamy jungle. 






clipped notes




                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Would you settle for a cold heart
if you could have warm extremities?











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - impurrvious, unaffected by life's twists and turns (admittedly still an aspurration)

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