Monday, 31 March 2014

a little bird told me


Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


31 March 2014 - I wasn't intending a Tweety-and-Sylvester photo op, but that is what we got.  Look closely near my front paws to see the crazed vireo that for the past week has provided me lots of free entertainment at the dining room window.  Normally the beep is a small blur on the other side of the glass, but occasionally it has to pause and catch its breath.  The rational part of my brain knows that it is safe from my clutches, but after a few seconds of frenzied motion I can't help myself.  The old predator hormones kick in, and I find myself swatting and leaping and other such boisterous exercise that it belies my age.  I swear that most of the time I really am a very dignified fellow.








 
methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Only a dullard stifles all emotions.













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Catty Corner

word of the day - furrisky, playful and full of energy like an uninhibited kitten

Sunday, 30 March 2014

mewl-headed


Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


30 March 2014 - There are some aspects of spring that cause my fur to rise:  all that tree dander that coats the ground and adheres to my paws, and the bevy of crazed birds that fling themselves against the window panes, to name two.  I am immensely delighted when winter's coldness is beaten back, but these annoyances are a blotch on my total happiness.  Those feathered dingbats attack the glass, just an inch from my teeth and claws, but they are mad with testosterone and blinded by the urge to impress the lady birds.  How else to explain why my presence is not an absolute deterrent?








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Madness won't listen to reason.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

film of the day - The Grand Budapest Hotel, a marvelous two hours, despite the defenestration of a cat, three purrs

Saturday, 29 March 2014

bet you can't....


Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


 29 March 2014 - I think that peeps would be a much dirtier lot if they had to bathe with their tongues.  It is second-nature to me, of course, but they just don't appear flexible enough or sufficiently devoted to this labor-intensive activity.  If you have ever been licked by one of my kind, then you are aware that we possess in our mouths a cross between a pumice stone and a loofah sponge...in other words we are quite capable of a thorough scrub.  After all, cleanliness is next to godliness, and I've got both covered.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

A slovenly appearance doesn't give much hope for an orderly mind.











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Catty Corner

word of the day - purreen, to groom oneself as only a feline can

Friday, 28 March 2014

faster than the speeding bullet


Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


28 March 2014 - Nay-sayers believed that the sound barrier would not be broken, but then the world heard a double boom.  The next perceived limit is the speed of light, although "warp" has already been coined in preparation for that day.  Meanwhile there occurs in our midsts a glimpse of what is to come.  After all my cousin cheetah can sprint in excess of 70 mph, reaching 60 in less than three seconds...boo-hoo Bugatti.










methodology of the meow-ster

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

You don't have to outrun the velociraptor.  You just have to
outrun the next guy.












Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

quote of the day - "I feel the need for speed." ~ Top Gun

Thursday, 27 March 2014

in the spotlight


Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


27 March 2014 - If I were not a Bastet follower, I would swear allegiance to Apollo...you know the Greek charioteer that bears the sun across the sky, morning to night, day after day.  Come to think of it, I suppose cloudy days are those when Apollo and his steeds fail to show up.  Anyway, sometimes I have to go to great heights to find Apollo's handiwork.  In this photo I happen to be facing north, so these rays of light arrived via a series of reflections.  Like a banked pool shot, each bounce stole a bit of oomph.  By the time this beam fell on me, it was a specter of brightness and warmth...but I was desperate.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Hiding your light under a
bushel basket conserves heat.











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Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - tempurrate, exhibiting mildness and moderation

Wednesday, 26 March 2014

to forgive is divine


Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


26 March 2014 - There is no need to point out the obvious:  yes, I am an old softie.  Besides it requires too much energy to hold a grudge, so I briefly sulked and then quickly got over it.  How can one stay mad at a peep that is such a good and generous chin-chucker?  I enjoy being the beneficiary, and if the shorter peep feels the need to atone, then I shan't correct her.  This matter is between her and her conscience....which is where you will conveniently find me.









methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

 Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Pouts use too many muscles.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - repurration, the making of amends to a cat for a wrong one has committed

Tuesday, 25 March 2014

peep eyed


Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


25 March 2014 -  Well, well, guess who turned up last night?  I still haven't completely forgiven her for getting lost, and she knows that she is in the, forgive me, doghouse.  I have given her a thorough going-over with the nose, and I'm not certain where exactly she has been all this time.  We have had a brief review, and she still remembers all the tricks I taught her, such as turning on the faucet when cued.  I am relieved as retraining her would be tedious.  However for the next few days, I intend to keep an eye on her, lest she wander off again.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

The carefree person has
foisted his cares upon another.










Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - purrodigal, acting in a reckless fashion as if one can bank on extra lives