Friday, 24 March 2017

awash and wary

Me-ow-my-oh

Me-usings and Me-emories


24 March 2017 - Once again I have survived strangers among us.  They seemed vaguely familiar, but I didn't dare let down my guard.  If something happened to me, my peeps would be defenseless.  But the multiple days of stress have taken their toll, so I am worth very little today.  It is always wise to listen to the inner voice, and today it is suggesting quiet solitude.  Tomorrow should find me fully recovered, but right now I need some TLC pampering.  Do you offer room service?








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

There is nothing wrong
with a one-hour nap.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - depurrived, denied something important, such as peace of mind

Thursday, 23 March 2017

luck of the I-wish

Me-ow-my-oh!


Me-usings and Me-emories


23 March 2017 - Some days are simply charmed:  all obstacles have been removed (or postponed for another day), the weather is Goldilocks-approved, positive vibes surround you.  It is these days that one would like to store away as a reminder, on days that strike you low, that things can get better.  How easy it is to recollect the miserable times, but what a difference it makes in one's outlook, and well-being, if one can call to mind when you were loved, were cared for, were important.  The analogy isn't really about whether one's glass is  half-full or half-empty.  It is the life-affirming assurance that one's glass was brimming.








methodology of the meow-stro

   

 


Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Smile, and the
world can do whatever.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - empurror, the purrson who ranks (I'd say "top dog", but it leaves a bad taste in my mouth)

Tuesday, 21 March 2017

surely you jest

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


21 March 2017 - One of the perks I sorely missed while my peeps were gallivanting was a heated bed.  You observant ones will spot the colors showing beneath my towel.  Last week included some chilly mornings (which I quietly suffered through, alone as you'll recall), and the weather pattern has returned...  but what a difference it makes to cozy up to radiant warmth.  Did someone comment that spring has arrived??  I'd laugh if I could.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't believe everything you hear.












Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - farcicat, understatedly ridiculous (and yes, we cats do have a sense of humor, albeit dry)

Monday, 20 March 2017

self life

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


20 March 2017 - Our household is slowly settling into its equilibrium, and there is nothing more that a cat desires than stability:  to know that today will be a satisfying repeat of yesterday, with meals provided without asking, with just enough head pats and belly rubs.  In return we offer a still point surrounded by soothing purrs.  Who doesn't need/want that??  All those accusations of our being prickly companions are a case of biased misunderstanding.  Everyone, you included, has his good days and his off days.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

First, like yourself.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - purroblematic, mistakenly perceived to be complicated... all that is needed is to get to know us

Sunday, 19 March 2017

past tense

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


19 March 2017 - I have been incommunicado for the past week:  for that I apologize, but my peeps disappeared and I was quite worried for them.  I wasn't sure that I should eat the food offered by the daily stranger... did she have something to do with their absence?  Who could I trust?  But ultimately, just to keep up my strength (and my hope) I ate.  Then last night I heard strange noises at the back door, and feared the interloper had returned with serious intentions.  How surprised, and relieved, I was to see my errant peeps straggling into the house!  They have a lot of explaining to do.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Friendships include heartaches.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - appurrhensive, fearful that something bad has happened (not to be confused with purranoia)

Friday, 10 March 2017

if all you have is a hammer....

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


10 March 2017 - Excuse me while I commune with Nature.  For those who appreciate the great outdoors behind plate glass, perhaps while whizzing by in their vehicle, I have a revelation:  Nature is a messy, prickly place.  One can return adorned with cobwebs, sand spurs between his toes, ticks looking for a cozy corner, itchy bites, rashes of unknown cause.  None of these complaints are major, and certainly should not be the basis for leveling to the horizon and pouring concrete.  But there is an undeniable difference between that which has been "civilized" and that which is largely untouched.  Peeps have a reputation for mucking things up, so let's not put them in charge of wilderness.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Don't try to improve perfection.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - mewlish, sticking to one's purrinciples, unyielding (since we are always right)

Thursday, 9 March 2017

raw cuss

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


9 March 2017 - Today I can finally put to rest the saga of our screened porch repair.  Five months after hurricane Matthew blew a tree down on its roof, the porch has been reconstructed.  Once again the doors onto the space are open, and I can come and go as I wish.... although I am not completely convinced that the workers are gone.  What if they left behind a hammer, and pull into the driveway while I am trying to rest al fresco?  After a few days of undisturbed peace, my tensed muscles will relax.  Despite repeated reminders that they were to leave one corner of the screen unattached so that I could jump off the porch if I wanted, they forgot.  In great chagrin they fabricated me a real exit... so all will be eventually forgiven (but not forgotten).








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Silence just means that
you can hear Nature.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - mewted, quiet and soft (i.e., pleasant to be around)