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Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

20 Oct 2022 - Where would I be without my two peeps?  Somewhere shivering would be my guess.  And when I can't find a patch of sunshine or my warmed towel has lost its heat, then off I go in search of a sitting peep.  I run small, but that just means that there is more lap for me to curl up on.  The majority of the time this accommodating posture can be found in the office, which allows me to pull a two-fer:  subtle employee observation and overt theft of his or (mostly) her radiating charm.  Any purring that might be overheard is just my way of saying thanks.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Rubbing two sticks together

is the slow way to enjoy a fire.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - good-napurred, friendly and patient (with peeps you have to be)