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Me-usings and Me-emories
18 May 2021 - Cats are backed up at the toll plaza... well, the plural form is being stretched: me, myself, and I are waiting for the shorter peep to unlock my personal portal. Mostly I am quite happy being a felis catus, but my independence is sorely curtailed because I can't open doors or cans or the jar that holds my treats. Perhaps Bastet realized that the short-term view of a cat isn't ideal for deciding portions and planning the return leg of a journey. It is what it is, and so I wait for the way to be cleared. Naturally the shorter peep is on her own schedule, so the waiting can be far longer than is liked or understood (WHAT is keeping her?)... I must focus on what awaits once I am out there.
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clipped notes
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Today's Catechism
(for the autodidcat)
One can never have
too much patience.
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| Bring back Bastet |
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| Bastet beckons |
Catty Corner
word of the day - free-spurrited, not constrained by expectations ("what shall I do next?")
Catty Corner
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