Monday, 29 January 2024

set one's heart on

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

29 Jan 2024 - Sometimes there is little consolation in being right:  the cool air is back, unfazed by Mr. Sol's attempts to push it back where it came from.  I steel myself for the loop around my personal screened porch.  I will definitely grouse about the hardship, but my rounds must be made or the interlopers will have the advantage.  Since the weather began to falter, I have been expending energy to thicken my fur coat, so I am actually better prepared now to withstand the chill... but my ears and nose and paws still freeze.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


The universe doesn't consult
your wish list.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - hungpurr, a strong desire for something that purrobably won't happen

2 comments:

  1. you are all fluffed up against the cold (just like those annoying beeps)...sorry, you probably won't like that comparison, but I couldn't resist!

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