jack be nimble

Me-ow-my-oh

Me-usings and Me-emories

22 April 2017 - Some mornings come too early.  My peeps kept me up late last night.  Being a creature of habit, I rose at my usual pre-dawn hour.  Isn't this behavior called "burning the candle at both ends"?  Well, my candle is sputtering at the moment.  In fact, no one in our household seems very energetic today.  It is important to take care of the body, so forgive me if I cut my thoughts short, and catch a bit more shut-eye.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Youth is wasted on the young.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - sp(ur)ry, full of mischief and energy (come back later for a demonstration)

moan day

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

17 April 2017 - Monday would never win a favorite-day-of-the week contest.  Although my peeps "commute" to work by walking up the stairs, they aren't oblivious to the day's negative connotations.  I am delighted to live outside the peep orbit, watching their movements from the periphery.  Most of the time only one eye is needed, allowing the other eye to doze.  What sane cat wants to be allied with crazy, frenetic peeps?  Mine may be as unnoticeable as a church mouse, but to my mind that makes them good company.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Listening is a neglected art.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrceptive, attentive to surroundings, watchful (nobody is sneaking up on me)

"Thppt!"

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

16 April 2017 - Rituals are comforting in their familiarity and in their connection to the past (and in their promise of a future).  Cats are more of-the-moment creatures, but those of us who live with peeps (long-suffering we are) can detect patterns:  there are mornings that the taller peep pulls on his padded shorts, mornings that the shorter peep grabs the grocery bags.  Then there is the arrival of the Sunday paper.  One doesn't have to be literate to enjoy the comics.  The story plays out in broad-brush fashion, some geared solely for adults, some for a general audience.  I just appreciate that there is a medium that doesn't ignore us felines... although I can't fathom life with an Odie.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

A communion of one,
a fellowship of many... your choice.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - Catbert, one of us lost to the dark side

hidden talents

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

15 April 2017 - Even though (thankfully) we don't have house guests very often, I still routinely patrol the upstairs rooms.  Otherwise there is a weakness in our perimeter that enemies could take advantage of.  I am fond of this space because it is a guaranteed quiet place, should I not be in the mood for socializing.  For reasons that escape me, I have been found snoozing in the vanity sink.  Yes, it is hard and cold... I can offer no explanation. There also is a comfy bed, should I grow bored with the status quo.  Maybe I enjoy fancying myself a "guest"... as part of the family I must pull my weight.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Familiarity breeds chores.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrtake, to purrticipate and share in a peep's life

cheesy quackers

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

14 April 2017 - And what lies behind door #3?  As guardian of our domicile, I can't be lackadaisical .  If something strikes me as out-of-place or odd, I must heed my curiosity and label it friend or foe.  Ninety percent of the time there is no need to sound the klaxon... but from afar, with one eye shut, it is impossible to tell intent.  Paws on the job are what is required.  So a passerby might find me staring at a spot on the floor, and wrongly assume that I have dozed off.  Although I am fond of my naps, being inert might simply be the result of concentration:  are those legs?  has it moved?  what is that odor?  Perhaps I should poke it, see if it reacts.  Don't attempt this maneuver at home... unless you possess the reflexes of a cat.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

"What if?" is an
annoying question.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - catagonia, that hiding place to which felines retreat in response to a surprise

wrapped attention

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

13 April 2017 - I have lived with peeps all my life, minus the first few months, so I have first-hand knowledge of "vegging" out in front of the TV screen.  My two, especially after a physically draining day, will sit here, almost lifeless, and absorb the imagery flashing before their eyes.  The offerings are not aimed at my demographic (how often does a cat figure into the plot line?), but even so I look forward to these down times:  a lap that doesn't move for an hour is rare in our household... and I don't want to miss out.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

   

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

It is possible to recharge
by unplugging.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - cattertonic, a stupor that positively responds to purrs and head bumps

abandoned we-hicle

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

12 April 2017 - I am in a bad place:  I have lost the shorter peep... the optimist in me wants to say she has been "misplaced".  I have walked the house, and there is no sign of her.  There has been a big-eyed beep in the back yard, hooting to his mates.  Could she have been snatched by these ne'er-do-wells?  The taller peep hasn't mounted a search, so I hope that he knows something that I don't.  Meanwhile, I don't dare let him out of my sight.  What if he goes missing?  Who would feed me?  Despair doesn't become me.

methodology of the meow-ster

Catvice 

(for the self-absorbed)

Be thankful for what you have.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - cats off, to uncaringly walk away from, to cruelly discard