Wednesday, 14 August 2024

add fuel to the fire

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

14 Aug 2024 - For three days I ate virtually nothing, so is it any wonder that I'm now slurping down my food?  Negotiating the dish and this damnable cone is a contest that I am determined to win, so I push forward, stretch my neck, angle my head... whatever it takes.  It is, by the smell of it, the same old fare, but boy-oh-boy does it taste good... not that it stays on my tongue very long.  I regret to report that my grooming is seriously impeded:  just now I tried to clean my belly and could only lick the inside surface of my blinder/binder.  You can see why I continue to try to ditch (destroy would be even better) this MAJOR aggravation.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Sometimes the gloves
have to come off.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - exacercat, to make a bad situation worse (I will purrvail)

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