what now?

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

28 Aug 2021 - Despite the sun's valiant efforts, today is a dim replica of yesterday:  where has all that lovely heat gone?  The porch chimes were clanging away all afternoon, perhaps for the laying to rest of summer?  I sincerely hope not, for it is my paws-down favorite season.  Normally by mid-morning there would be a thin mesh of screen separating me from out there, but so far the shorter peep, despite going back and forth, has without fail shut the door against the chill.  It still allows visual contact with interlopers, however the nose is hampered.  Now I have a new task on my to-do list:  locate patches of warm sunlight in which to bask.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

The beating is worse if you

don't roll with the punches.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - meow swing, the abrupt switch from happy to glum, measured in tempurrature units