inside out

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

8 April 2021 - Okay, okay, I am testing this new gadget out... although its similarity to a guillotine is disturbing.  I won't deny the convenience of having my own portal available whenever I wish to come or go.  Dependency can be galling.  However my freedom has been limited to "acceptable" times.  One of the last things the shorter peep does, before retiring, is lock my door (notice the subtle change in ownership)... and then it is reopened the next morning, before we eat.  Why the screened enclosure should have business hours escapes my logic, but otherwise I can't complain... excuse me while I check on interloping beeps.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

The old ways aren't

always the best ways.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - repurrsal, a feline about-face, typically executed without explanation or fanfare

born to beguile

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

7 April 2021 - Service in our abode is spotty.  Once I have a peep's attention, the requested action usually happens... although never as quickly as I would like, but at least it happens.  However my efforts at mental telepathy have been largely unsuccessful, so if I am not "noticed" by one of my peeps, I languish on my haunches.  We are not speaking of life-and-death situations, but when I am ready for a nibble or a drink of water or just a gallop up the stairs, it is aggravating to be put on hold.  I have been boycotting the latest peep attempt at making me more "independent" (I'm referring to that click-click portal)... mostly on principle, since it wasn't my idea (and I rather like interacting with my peeps, even though they're a frustrating lot).

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Sometimes being stubborn

is one's only option.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - recatcitrant, having a willful attitude toward a peep's suggestion

go for the bold

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

6 April 2021 - Exercise is definitely more fun when done with a partner, even if it's an interloping beep.  I have a good sprint and a lot of fast-twitch muscle, but this tiny creature is absolutely frenetic (and brought along a friend, for something like a tag-team match).  The prior beep at the window departed our neighborhood about two weeks ago, according to the shorter peep who notices these matters.  I had come to the conclusion that my big-screen entertainment was off for the season... and then this little guy attacked the glass.  I admire his spunk and audacity, and am secretly appreciative of his physical-comedy routine (no anhedonia in our household).  The world can certainly use a good workout and more belly laughs.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Always applaud a good effort.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - meowed-cap, amusingly zany (but seriously real to the cat)

don't blimey

Me-usings and Me-emories

Shamus on view

5 April 2021 - For me a good day features sunshine; a great day, time on the screened porch... so yesterday was first-rate.  Early on the outcome wasn't clear, but as the shorter peep promised, eventually temperatures rose... as did my spirits.  We three had a quiet afternoon:  no peep visitors, no jangling phones, minimal interloper traffic, with little expected of us.  Even so we each tackled obligations, not necessarily completing them but making some headway, before enjoying a few idle moments.  That sums up nicely a satisfying life, individuals who are members of a nurturing group.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Always leave something

for tomorrow.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

quote of the day - "Human beings... may hide their feelings, but a cat does not." ~ Ernest Hemingway

sunny-side up

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

4 April 2021 - If you want to know where the hot spots are, just follow me.  Food and shelter are no longer daily concerns, allowing me to focus on my work and my warmth... and not necessarily in that order.  Should a peep walk through the room, I can always gaze out the nearby window and nonchalantly scan for interlopers.  (Don't you just love two-fers.)  The shorter one has assured me that higher temperatures are on the way.  I truly hope she isn't just telling me what I wish to hear, as the northern hinterland needs my attention.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

The harbingers of spring often

get snowed on.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrluminary, a megawatt forerunner (mostly heard before seen)

your move

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

3 April 2021 - Without speaking a word, could I possibly be plainer?  After the shorter peep and I break our night's fast, it is time for my porch patrol.  We both are aware that this sequence of events is the routine.  But some mornings she delays opening the door, despite my expectations.  I realize that, even among Florida cats, my winter coat is thin and that she doesn't want me exposed to cold temperatures.  However, fifteen minutes out there (and the sun is beaming, so how awful can it be??) will not turn me blue or ice up my whiskers.  Of course if I chose to navigate that new click-click portal, I could be out there already... maybe that is her sneaky intent.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Sometimes we resent

the lesson.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - catculated, done with full awareness of the consequences (and I'm still not on the purrch)

me-me-me-me-ow

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

2 April 2021 - Although a purr is soothing to most ears, a cat's singing voice is an acquired taste.  Sharp-edged and at times eardrum-piercing, the feline arpeggio, typically rendered from low to high, does get your attention... which probably was the intent, giving my ancestors with the most strident tone a slightly better survival edge.  I haven't used my "outside" voice since coming inside our abode... there has been no need, and I am essentially a retiring individual.  The shorter peep and I occasionally carry on a conversation, both of us meowing away.  I'm sure she is clueless as to what she is saying, but her attempts to communicate are a sweet gesture.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

It is fortunate that most

don't have to sing for their supper.

 

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

purritone of the day - Purrcido Domingo, world-acclaimed voice (at least among felines)  from the I-purr-ian peninsula