mismatched shocks

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

14 Oct 2022 - What can I say, you and I are different species.  The habits of my peeps, their likes, even their comportment, would never be mistaken as that of a cat.  Only in bedtime stories for the very young does my kind walk about on two legs and speak the Queen's English, while sporting an enviable costume... at least enviable to a little peep.  A kit would not recognize the protagonist as a purrer, with the only interest shown being to curl up on the illustration.  Even so, of course I am curious so see what the shorter peep is doing:  the domicile sentry needs to know what is going on.  Once I determine that none of my treats are on display, I can continue my patrol.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

There is no accounting

for taste.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - nonidenticat, fundamentally different from a feline (thank Bastet)