on edge

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

14 Oct 2021 - Things continue to change here at the lake:  stuff that used to sit about, making interesting exploratory diversions, are disappearing into black-as-me bags.  I can remember not that long ago being stuffed into a bag, so my jitters seem warranted.  And, just to confuse me, there are moments of normality, where I am curled up in the shorter peep's lap while she is engrossed in some hand-held device, the other hand idly scratching my ears.  A return to same-old-same-old is what I want... are you listening, Bastet?

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

One can see why

reality is something to escape.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - trepurrdatious, apprehensive (no way to treat a cat)