in bod we trust

Me-ow-my-oh!

 

Me-usings and Me-emories

1 February 2015 - Curiosity and sure-footedness are a helpful combination...otherwise nine lives would quickly be exhausted.  That I am nonchalantly walking a ledge twelve feet above the floor doesn't even register.  Just remember what happens when you become conscious of walking up/down a stair:  some things have to be left on automatic pilot.  I can't see where I am placing my back paws (something you peeps have zero experience with), yet they track along without falter.  Notice in this picture that I don't even require the full width...why, it's like walking down easy street.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Older than consciousness,

instincts are worth heeding.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

film of the day - The Natural, 1984 movie starring Robert Redford as a baseball unknown

hardly har har

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

30 January 2015 - Humor can be difficult to get:  expressions that do not mean what the individual words suggest, pop-culture and historical references that fly over one's head, the make-up of the speaker's funny bone that impacts interpretation.  When a language barrier is added, I am amazed that a joke can be recognized.  So I am not sure how to react to my shorter peep's insistence that this thing at my feet is a mouse.  I have intimate knowledge of these rodents:  their shape, their smell, their squeak...and this black lump fails on all points.  Is she trying to be funny?  I hope that my noncommittal expression conveys just the right amount of <yawn> boredom.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Ha-ha can also be a

ditch to flummox your enemies.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - equivocat, ambiguous, having an air of mystery

define comedy

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

29 January 2015 - If you were 10% of my size, this pose would produce great trembling of the limbs and the strong urge for flight.  But the shorter peep just smiles and eggs me on, meanwhile holding that small metal box between her body and mine.  At first the appearance of this silver contraption put me on alert:  What was its purpose exactly?  Should I attack it?  But after much exposure I have concluded that it doesn't suck the soul or do anything really worthwhile... not unlike the see-through things that the peeps wear on their faces occasionally...an affectation is my guess.   Anyway the world is way too serious, so if my feels-so-good stretch makes my two grin, then I'm all for it.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

The concept of funny

is hard to pin down.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - furcical, appearing silly or ridiculous without even trying, best exemplified by a kitten

friend or faux

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

28 January 2015 - I would be miffed if my peeps purchased me a little sweater, even more so if they expected me to wear it.  I have seen just how far the craziness can go with dim deeps and their outfits, and I have no desire to participate.  You might believe that the photograph to the right is evidence to the contrary, but you would be wrong.  Firstly, I am not wearing anything but my Bastet-given fur, and secondly, I did not request to be snuggled in the shorter peep's jacket.  It was all her idea:  she was cold, ergo I must be as well.  It did not take any skin off my nose to be gracious.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Manners are a good

bellwether of civilization.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

film of the day - The Imitation Game, well-acted, well worth a ticket, three purrs

quiet on the set

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

27 January 2015 - I have acquired the reputation of being stand-offish, which is a barbed way of saying that I am shy...to which I do admit.  My difficulty around strangers eases with geologic time, but most peeps aren't willing to wait for me to come around.  They...so typical...want acknowledgement immediately upon offering their hand for a sniff.  If I don't trot over pronto, then the hand is withdrawn and I am labeled unfriendly.  I can't please them and please myself, so the outcome is predictable.  At least there are two peeps that understand.

 

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

A real friend accepts you.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - categorize, to label restrictively...as if "tabby" or "scaredy cat" explains everything

bask and it shall be given

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

26 January 2015 - To quote a friend, "enjoy that sweet lemon sunshine."  It only takes a day without blue skies for me to miss its warming presence.  Even in the heat of summer I have been known to lie in its pool, but how very much its sunny disposition is appreciated in chilly January.  Those unfortunates who live in more northerly latitudes, where winter takes itself seriously, would love to have this cheerful light streaming through their windows.  But they are there, and I am here...and that makes all the difference.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

"Cold as ice" is not a compliment.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - luxpurriate, to revel, to self-indulge..or so it appears to peeps

I guess an' fear

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

25 January 2015 - Sometimes events don't turn out as expected.  I am usually the one peering at the world from a lofty position, but here the table is turned...to my surprise.  I honestly don't credit peeps with much 3-D awareness.  Unless it moves, peep eyes don't register something that is more than two feet above their heads.  That invisible horizontal plane, another type of glass ceiling, demarcates the extent of their upward vision.  Peeps would be easy prey with this limited awareness.  All one of my big cousins would have to do is bide his time on a leafy perch, and await the clueless fatted calf.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

There is always someone

who can best you.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

verse of the day - "To a Mouse", by Robert Burns

Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty
Wi bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee,
Wi' murdering pattle.