perish the ought

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

31 Jul 2022 - True to yesterday's statement, I passed the grayness in comfortable warmth... but then in a remarkable flip-flop Mr. Sol emerged, and the rest of the day bore no resemblance to what had preceded.  I wasn't the only one pleased with the change, and the peeps and I celebrated the spirit-booster on my personal deck, while eating our respective late-afternoon kibble and relaxing in the sunny quiet.  This fickle weather makes it hard to plan ahead... another reason why we cats smartly live in the now.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Permanence is an illusion.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - epurrlasting, constant, like death (after nine lives) and taxes

idle up to me

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

30 Jul 2022 - By dawn's early light?  Naw, just mid-morning of a drippy day.  But even in shades of gray, one needs to eat!  After a kibble appetizer, while the shorter peep consumes her breakfast, I make my way to the office, where resides my official eating spot.  The sound of my chewing falls into synchronization with her tapping fingers... snatching at work, I presume... and the business manager should notice these things, unobtrusively if possible.  With the sound of rainfall upon the roof, one isn't encouraged to be productive... my plans are to remain dry and warm.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Mother Nature is bigger

than you are.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - lethpurrgy, a lack of energy and enthusiasm (meh-eow)

mulled sighs

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

29 Jul 2022 - With the fine weather I am getting to spend more and more time on my personal deck... but always with at least one peep as company.  This togetherness is not practiced on my personal screened porch, so I am trying to pinpoint the difference.  This mental exercise requires that I think like a peep, which is exhausting and mostly bewildering.  Could I lose my way while wandering about in their heads?  That possibility convinces me to file the puzzle under "peep peculiarity" and to move on to more rewarding activities.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

To know your own reasons

is enough.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - meowditation, to think deeply about something (often mistaken for a nap)

a tended hut

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

28 Jul 2022 - Anticipation whets my appetite... and evidently makes me stand erect with curved tail.  Even routine actions and commonplace scenarios warrant more than a glance, lest interlopers find the chink.  So I scan the breakfast table, above and below, to insure that our morning meal isn't memorable for the wrong reasons.  And thus the shorter peep and I ease into the day, Mr. Sol already promising excellent weather (although it could be a tad warmer, as I fondly think back upon time on my personal screened porch).  I especially like the way this photo suggests the warmth of our surroundings, the warmth of friendship.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Even a comfortable, old shoe

appreciates a little polish.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - apurrture, a narrow opening of oppurrtunity

youthful up-ender

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

27 Jul 2022 - For a truer picture, one needs to see both sides.  Here is a different view of my lookout window:  cozy, sheltered, private.  I can often be found here, to greet the emerging sun, while waiting for the shorter peep to emerge from her long nap.  It offers good interloper watching and trapped heat.  This morning Mr. Sol was insufficient (or I was impatient), and I found it necessary to wrap my paws.  Once we had had our breakfast, I immediately spent the fuel to do some warm-up laps... plus youth is fond of speed.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Some reasons aren't very deep.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - vigpurrous, full of energy (and trying to stay out of trouble)

skin deep

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

26 Jul 2022 - Upon examination I suspect we'd all discover that we each have a morning routine, a ritual by which we begin our day.  When she remembers, the shorter peep brushes my fur after our breakfast meeting.  That attention to my appearance often prompts me to continue the process, to wash my face, clean my everyday coat, trim my nails.  Cats have an internalized sense of self, so these time-consuming efforts are done as necessary maintenance, not for any aesthetic goal.  After all, we don't need to be pretty to feel pretty.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Cultivate the inner deity.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrpossessing, attractive to peeps (as well as moths and other interlopers)

the long arm of the lawn

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

25 Jul 2022 - An outside noise quickly gets my attention, the louder, the more perilous.  But sometimes I must drain off the adrenaline, a false alarm caused by a peep beyond our domicile walls.  I still feel an obligation to keep my charges safe, so I watch until he/she reenters the house.  What exactly I would do if danger threatened I'm not sure, since there is still screen and glass separating us.  The dilemma hasn't arisen, yet, but I'd like to think that I would alert the other peep (and then possibly retreat to an impregnable place).  If both of them are "out there", beyond my reach, then I really can't be expected to save the day.  However I can wag my tail and scowl that they should have stuck close to me.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

No one individual can

protect the world.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrserve, to keep out of harm's way (under the bed if warranted)

steady, eddie

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

24 Jul 2022 - The picture to the right could be front and center on my resumé... should I ever want to go job-hunting.  Hunting comes natural to a cat, even the sort whose paws have never encountered dirt.  That is why our peeps purchase stuffed versions of meeps and beep feathers tied to a string.  The gifts are appreciated, although we may "play" with them infrequently (at least while peeps are watching).  There are a number of these pesky squeeps that try to claim our yard, and "scram" is only a temporary fix to the problem... but I don't let that discourage me (it's called job security).

 

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Be a constant in a changing world.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrennial, at it for a long, long time (yawn)

savvy the data

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

23 Jul 2022 - Now that freezing to death is not a major concern, I had forgotten our handy sun in a box.  As part of my perimeter control, I keep tabs on nooks and corners, places that might appeal to interlopers.  When Mr. Sol is resident, anyone in or on the box would be crispy kibble in short order... but there has been no red-hot glow since shortly after our arrival.  Its absence creates an attractive vacuum for ne'er-do-wells, so I must keep abreast of the situation.  And as with most surfaces inside our abode, I am happy to report only the scent of myself and my two peeps can be detected.  I have earned more nap time.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Only blink when necessary.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - hisscerning, having good judgment, shrewd (but in a nice way)

it varies

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

22 Jul 2022 - The three of us spend lots of time in this pictured setting... some might call it the "great room", but our uses are better described as small.  But small doesn't rule out enjoyable:  half-asleep I have watched my two lose themselves in squiggles on a page, ponder and strategize over board games, sip hot brown water (it doesn't smell interesting to me).  At this end of the sofa I am outside the conversation and closer to the deck and its threat of interlopers, ideal for a cat who might grow bored with inactivity and the cerebral life.  We are all three different, despite a core of commonality... and these differences allow allotment of tasks that align with our individual strengths.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Sameness isn't best for

handling complexity.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - dipurrgent, dissimilar in nature or form (not that either of us wants to look like the other)

the grateful bed

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

21 Jul 2022 - Have I remarked how nice my window ledge is, now that a cushion has so kindly been provided?  Even young bones complain about hard surfaces, if subjected long enough.  Although there isn't a feeder on this side of our domicile to draw the beeps, the woods offer both cover and food... at least so I have observed.  They and I eat from different sections of the menu, and I'm not convinced that there is anything out there to rival my saucer of kibble... not to mention, with the current arrangement, no effort, or disappointment, is expended to keep myself fed.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Keep on good terms with

the hand that feeds you.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - obli-gato, a cat that has it made

is one a prime number?

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

20 Jul 2022 - I have settled into the relaxing notion that the sun is now a regular.  It is true that some mornings the far shore disappears behind a white fur such as found on my belly, but then, poof, while I'm not looking, the colors return.  The ambient temperature has notched up into a comfortable range (but not as warm as I'd like), so that lying in a pool of yellow light is not as necessary.  The end result is that I can vary my napping spot, and there are many to choose from.  Even my loner purrsona enjoys being close by, where peep conversations drift over my head and stroke my ears.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Solitude amended by a few

good friends is ideal.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrdah, living apart (but frequently choosing peep company)

is there a problem?

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

19 Jul 2022 - It's the headless cat's-meow!  No worries, my noggin is still attached to my shoulders.  Sometimes I must follow my nose, even if doing so sticks cobwebs to my ears and lint on my paws.  A peculiar odor had to be investigated, and it required my stretching upward while balanced on my hind legs.  I am reluctant to enter a small space (claws-trophobia?), fearful of becoming entrapped I suppose.  My anxiety can be minimized if I insert just the head, quickly gather recon, and then distance myself from the danger... which is what you see here, me risking the hazards of my job.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

The things we'll do for our

friends  is an "oh, my".

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrilous, fraught with danger (all in a day's work)