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Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

6 Sep 2022 - Gloomy mornings have a way of dragging down spirits... I'm trying to hold onto my black-and-white, but fear I'm sliding into gray.  No sun, a damp breeze:  it is hard to aspire to more than a nap.  At least nasty weather discourages the interlopers, giving this sentry a break from serious responsibilities.  Currently I'm trying to get a bit of exercise by galloping from room to room, imagining that I'm being pursued by a brute with cold eyes and cold hands.  Once I've burned up some of my breakfast calories, I'll feel justified in a rest.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

A brisk walk after a meal

is ideal for digestion.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - downcats, disappointed in how things are going (time to purrtition Bastet)