annul and avoid

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

18 Dec 2021 - Would this spot work as my throne?  Were I king, I could certainly define the royal seat to be whatever, wherever I wanted.  But regardless of its name, this oversized pillow has much to offer:  comfort, elevation, color-coordination... and a loyal subject demurely nearby.  All this recent sunshine, even at its end-of-year oblique angle, makes my screened porch a very desirable spot... so why am I here instead?  The simplest explanation, although not satisfying, is to say that a nexus of neurons fired, and I obeyed.  Is my regal pose merely a random act?  As I said, not very satisfying... to make it sound as if I am master of my fate, I'll countermand with "I wanted to."

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Without uttering a word,

a lifted chin says much.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - pompuss, affectedly grand (we cats carry it well)