ignorance amiss

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

8 July 2018 - I am quite confident of my membership in this family... however, why should that designation prevent my chilling in the guest quarters?  That space is seldom used, which makes it perfect for those times when I wish to be alone, with uninterrupted quiet.  I am likewise certain that the shorter peep has different ideas (she isn't a difficult read).  My conclusion is that I must respect her position, even without understanding it (and restrict my usage to those times when she and the taller peep are away).

methodology of the meow-stro

 

   

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

There are many uses
(filling a book, e.g.,) for
what you don't know.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - impurroper, not in accordance with peep rules (encouraging us cats to be smarter)

dazzle me

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

7 July 2018 - I know our hinterland house as well as my Florida home, and easily fit into either context.  I will admit that the absence, here at the lake, of my southern interloper is a positive thing: I am the uncontested king of this fiefdom, although I will pick no fight with the occasional Canada goose that alights on the water.  My main quibble, as you know, is the weak imitation of summer in these parts.  However having sunlight for seventeen hours is not shabby, although Mr. Sol is sleeping in until six these days (and going to bed a tad earlier as well).  Whatever is needed to keep his strength up, gets my support.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Let your light shine.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - lumewnous, bright and radiant (it's hard to keep us cats in the dark)

support victor

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

6 July 2018 - Life here in the hinterland is not a vacation, for either me or my peeps.  Pictured to the right is moi, putting in some office hours.  Realize that this time is on top of my guard duty, so my reclining atop this glider cushion seems appropriate.  Some of my best work is done in this posture:  by restricting the demands to my gray matter (e.g., no concerns with balance or coordination while lying down), I free up the potential for creative thinking... outside the cat box, so to speak.  Each of us must find what works best... you're welcome to copy-cat.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Maintain your engine
in purring condition.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - accommewdating, meeting the needs of (we cats try to do our purrt)

escape goat

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

5 July 2018 - "Cherchez le chat"... that is what pops into the minds of my peeps whenever a shelved object lands on the floor, whenever an unsightly mess materializes on the carpet, whenever a strange noise wakens them in the night.  Just because they can't envision either of them to be the cause (a failure of imagination, I say), naturally points the finger of blame in my direction.  Explanation is not my forte, so I have learned to keep my head down and my thoughts to myself when a fall guy is required.  Being a goodly distance from the crime scene also helps.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Things happen.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - catlamity, a misadventure in need of misdirection

it depends

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

4 July 2018 - "Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night...", yes, some of us volunteer to live by that motto.  If one wisely chooses the location, one or more of those unfavorable conditions could be a rare phenomenon.  Obviously, for me, a place that endures snow is not my definition of home.  Here in the hinterland during the summer months, we have our share of rain and gloom, but not enough heat for my taste.  So walking my beat is not a problem when the mercury soars and the local peeps sweat.  Bring it on!

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

We all have our dislikes.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrtinacity, the quality of sticking with something (having four sets of claws helps)

rack it

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

3 July 2018 - I realize that rat-race participants scowl at Mondays (and frankly aren't that fond of Tuesdays), but post-weekend is the lake's quiet time.  The jet-skis have been moored or trailered until the next time.  Peep noises from cook-outs and family get-togethers have ceased, just a dim echo in my head.  I am not absolutely certain, but feel justified in saying, that Mother Nature prefers the quiet.  Why would anyone desire the intrusion of banshees, with their clamorous din and trampling feet?  Probably I am projecting my own druthers upon the world, but don't we all?

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

It's important
to hear yourself.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - catcophony, an angry feline chorus, with theme "get off my lawn"

caught

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

2 July 2018 - I admit that watching the yard squeeps brings out my squirrelly behavior.  But I see no excuse for the shorter peep wanting to immortalize it.  A closer inspection makes me wonder what happened to my ear!  At least it is still attached to my head today (there is a mirror above the wash room faucet, where I often cadge a drink).  On the other hand, who wants to act his age 24/7, especially when that age has been described as "geriatric" (said by a white-coated peep whom I prefer to keep on my stranger list)?  Occasionally the kit inside demands to be let out... and I understand that feeling.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

It's ok to embarrass
your family.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - discombobucat, to disconcert to the point of silliness... but only mewmentarily