Tuesday, 30 April 2024

fraught train

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

30 Apr 2024 - My retreat to my personal balcony, in hindsight, wasn't well thought out.  Now the external noises are sufficiently loud that I can only hunker down and hope they remain "out there".  I don't know why I feel much safer in a close space, with a ceiling just inches from my head... then again why should logic find a reason for an emotion-driven response?  I take some solace in watching the peeps continue their morning routine... but by a cat's standard they are practically deaf.  Survival is my main focus... all thoughts of a nap have been postponed.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Count your coins, because
you can count on change.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

phrase of the day - in turmeowl, black-and-white knuckled

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