Friday, 19 December 2014

all present and accounted for


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Me-usings and Me-emories


19 December 2014 - These things are reproducing right under our noses.  I take a short afternoon nap, and arise to discover more, lined up along the wall and cluttering the floor.  I sincerely hope that my peeps do not expect me to stand guard over these gaudy boxes, because I have checked and not a single one is tagged for me.  Would it have broken the bank to wrap up a bag of cat treats, anything at all to express gratitude for my faithfulness?  I try to push these thoughts aside and focus on what must be done.  It definitely isn't all about me.







 
methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Settle for self-respect.












Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

profession of the day - impurrial guard, a special member of the household entrusted with its safekeeping

Wednesday, 17 December 2014

watch out


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Me-usings and Me-emories


17 December 2014 - See, this is just what I mean:  I am certain that this package was on the other side of the room yesterday, and now it has closed ranks with others of its kind.  Something is brewing...a box rebellion maybe?  But my peeps should not worry, as I am on top of things (sorry, a bit of cat humor).  Worrisome evidence such as this underscores the need for me to remain vigilant, always on the move, eschewing needed naps in order to patrol the premises. The peeps are absolutely no help in these matters of safety, having been known to leave outside doors ajar and gas burners lit, and without relief how much longer can I go on?  We cats don't play well with others, but right now a tag team is what I need.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

One should investigate
the other side of a fancy facade.












Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - purril, danger, jeopardy, such as the risk one runs having a long tail in a room full of rocking chairs

Sunday, 14 December 2014

purrtection


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Me-usings and Me-emories


14 December 2014 - TSA or, for the uninitiated, Tomcat Security Administration, takes no chances...not even an under-the-table offer of catnip veers us from our duties.  Anything new in the domicile is immediately labeled "suspicious", and prompt action is taken to ascertain level of threat.  No dim-deep sweep of the area is needed (or wanted), as my sense of smell is more than adequate for the job.  The size of that package alone was of concern:  a large quantity of contraband could be concealed within its dimensions.  After swatting the purple ribbon for a potential booby trap, I let it pass.







 
methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Vigilance is very tiring.












Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons



Catty Corner

phrase of the day - level orange, a good-natured tabby, Morris being a recognized example

Saturday, 13 December 2014

the dispirit of Christmas


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Me-usings and Me-emories


13 December 2014 - It is hard not to get lost, certainly overlooked, during the holiday madness.  I realize at some level that the lack of attention is not personal but rather a reflection of how much must be done in a limited amount of time...but there is still a tiny part of me that feels abandoned.  These dark thoughts are probably dim recollections of my days as a homeless stray.  Sad times indeed to feel unwanted.  Although my situation has changed much for the better, there are still too-many-to-count cousins out there in the cold, afraid, hungry.  In all this celebration and high holiday spirits let's not forget those less fortunate.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

We stand on the shoulders of others.












Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - furlorn, pitifully sad and alone, such as a box of kits left on the side of a road

Friday, 12 December 2014

"cute" is a four-letter word


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Me-usings and Me-emories


12 December 2014 - Things have been popping up on tabletops, counters, window ledges, all vaguely familiar but bearing a musty odor of long-time storage.  Why the shorter peep would want this particular example of kitsch in her peripheral vision can't be answered by me.  Its only attribute that I can relate to is the tiny red balls that move when swatted...but I have never seen her so engaged.  Otherwise it is static and pale and IMO totally uninteresting.  She may think that I am hard to fathom, but peeps are a mysterious lot.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Calculated appeal
should be a turn-off.












Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons



Catty Corner

word of the day - lowbow-wow, unsubstantial style meant to appeal to the dim-deep loving masses

Wednesday, 10 December 2014

not much longer


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Me-usings and Me-emories


10 December 2014 - I am not shunning the pretty packages; I am avoiding eye contact... because a tangle of ribbon is one of my weaknesses.  It is a good thing, I think, to know one's shortcomings.  Such a list prevents a swelled head, a not-so-gentle reminder that one alas is not perfect, and it also helps one avoid those environments where these, I don't know, "flaws" seems like such a judgmental word, might get one into trouble.  So I am trying to be well-behaved, a reasonable plan two weeks before you-know-who shows up.







 
methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

There is a time and place
for zaniness.












Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - purroper, conducting oneself in an appropriate manner (as if Sandy Claws were watching)

Monday, 8 December 2014

glamour puss


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Me-usings and Me-emories

 

9 December 2014 - I am amazed at how photogenic I am...not that I seek out this self-aggrandizement.  The camera belongs to the shorter peep, and she seems to have it ever at the ready.  To her credit she has never once asked me to say "cheese"... because she knows better.  It is enough that I tolerate these intrusions into what otherwise was quality minding-my-own-business time.  If there is a lesson captured in this picture, it is that gloomy weather should be waited out in an amenable lap.  But this particular one is taken.







methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Inertia is favored to win.














Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons


 

Catty Corner

word of the day - mewtual, reciprocal, experienced each toward the other, as the special relationship between a cat and his peep