don't hate me

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

8 May 2017 - Tilting the head, in body English, can mean "Really??"... which I often think when the shorter peep points that silver cube in my direction.  I try to keep irritation from registering on my puss, and I think that I am mostly successful.  Certainly when compared to some of her snapshots, which should be scoured from all records, I am most photogenic.  And all these good looks without hiring a makeup artist and a shopping bag of cosmetics.  I would attribute my easy-on-the-eyes face to genetics, but having never met my parents that can't be substantiated.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Pretty is as pretty does,

is definitely true after a certain age.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - prepurrsessing, naturally can-I-help-it fetching (but not in a dim-deep way)

I am not pleased

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

7 May 2017 - My peeps have been remarking on the calendar page:  "How can it possibly be May already?"  When one sleeps as much as I do, time flies by, so I don't share their amazement... but I do empathize.  For me time drags its heels during the transition to summer (this recent cool-down is further evidence).  As you know, I love heat, and all too soon I will notice that the high temperatures are beginning to falter, and it will be time for me to grow my winter coat and beg for a heated towel.  So yes, I do understand the desire, whether to preserve an especially perfect day or to merely slow its passage, to nail time's foot to the floor.  I also know (but don't tell the peeps) that it is a futile act.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Rocks in a stream show the wear.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrtest, to voice one's objection, akin to shouting into the wind

yum's the word

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

6 May 2017 - There I am hunkered in the maze of legs.  I could be a felinotar... where it not for my general dislike of youths and maidens.  The shorter peep recently changed my "treat", and I am delighted with her choice.  She claims that I am wishfully rushing meal times.  Whatever her understanding of my hanging around the dining room table, the truth is I simply don't want to miss the next serving of my new-favorite food.  The family that eats together is a satisfied lot.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Do you want a friend?

Feed him.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrvider, a cat who vocally responds to a peep's generosity

one's own four feet

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

4 May 2017 - Maybe I was a horn player in a prior cycle... I certainly have an enviably dextrous tongue, as multiply captured in this picture.  But this feline factoid can be said of every specimen that survived kittenhood:  it isn't as if we are spoon-fed, although there are no doubt worthless examples living a pampered existence.  As you know I earn my spot in our domicile.  There is a small area between my shoulder blades that is difficult to groom (and for which I am grateful for assistance), but otherwise I am fairly self-sufficient... as long as someone turns on the faucet for me.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Be sure to say "thank you".

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

character of the day - Bagheera, born in captivity, this black panther escaped and thrived in the jungle

the bother of invention

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

3 May 2017 - A much-observed stance used by classical singers is next to the grand piano, with right hand lightly resting upon its surface.  I am not sitting atop a Bosendorfer, nor have I been given voice lessons (although some might say that I am a natural)... so don't expect me to caterwaul some German lieder.  I am merely resting my haunches, while surveying the surrounding area.  I didn't catch the name of the creature next to me... in fact I don't recall him making a sound, which IMO is preferable to finding oneself seated beside a chatterbox.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Art needs an audience.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - expurressive, possessing creative skills, which may or may not be appreciated

wink, blink, and nod

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

2 May 2017 - Throughout the day I keep many vigils.  Sometimes it seems as if all I do is wait for peeps.  At least I know that when I have finally coaxed the shorter peep to bed, I too can rest for the night.  She has an evening routine that through numerous repetitions I am quite familiar with, but it isn't dependable if we have visitors.  On these occasions I have been known to put in a personal appearance, often voicing my concerns, to remind her that it is time to call it a night.  It is one of my many jobs to insure that we both get our beauty sleep (at least in my case it is working).

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

A busy body needs down time.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - catsiderate, attending to another's needs... after taking care of oneself

godliness, then cleanliness

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

1 May 2017 - "Mayday!  Mayday!"  No, not really... I am just filing my nails.  There is nothing more aggravating than catching a claw in the carpet.  We cats also shed our talon sheaths, a task best accomplished by snatching on them with our teeth... probably not the thing one should do in public  But I seldom stray behind our yard, certainly not willingly, so you might catch me in a pedicure, should you visit our domicile:  don't look if it makes you squeamish.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

One's appearance is the

first thing noticed by others.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrity, an uncontaminated state... but only through lots of tongue-washing