a slip of a

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

19 May 2022 - Under the umbrella of "it never hurts to ask", I petitioned the shorter peep to open the door.  She mistook my request for humor (inter-species communication is fraught with misunderstanding), and I had to head-butt my way into our domicile.  The transit was made without doing myself any bodily harm, and I can't truthfully say that my self-opinion was snagged on the door jamb.  But why stoop if there is the possibility of standing to your full height?... especially when you're barely ten inches at the shoulder.  To picture myself on a similar scale with peeps renders me unrecognizable, but boy-oh-boy wouldn't I scare the interlopers!

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

It's alright to be the

size you are.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrtite, smallish ("runt" is so judgmental)