here today

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

7 Jan 2022 - I wish sunshine was more tangible.  Its presence can be felt (and appreciated), but it can't be pinned down.  Lying down in its golden pool is short-lived, as it steadily moves away.  That is why I have spent time and energy determining where and at what time of day it will appear, clouds willing.  It is my purrsonal trainer, keeping me motivated to move.  I do recall days, they seem long ago, when the very air quivered with heat, and seeking Mr. Sol was unnecessary... even I understand too much of a good thing.  But of late that is not the case:  yes, this too shall pass.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Recognize that transit is at
the heart of transitory.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - mewtable, liable to change (and we cats hate change)

another day

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

6 Jan 2022 - I have had so many things on my mind recently, that I failed to mention that I outlasted the festive interior decor.  More quickly than it appeared, it disappeared... just when I had gotten used to it!  C'est la vie (and view).  Whatever the surroundings, a cat mostly wants boring continuity, so I am hopeful that the shorter peep has exhausted her creative urges.  Meanwhile we have settled into our respective routines, with treats at meals and a mid-morning brushing and all the interactions I've come to expect (and look forward to).  Afternoon temperatures are even such that I can spend a lot of time on my screened porch, scouting for interlopers.  It is good to have work that you love.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Little things add up

to big things.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

phrase of the day - without purrcease, nonstop, having no break (do I get overtime for this?)

could you repeat that?

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

5 Jan 2021 - Both the shorter peep and I were glad to return to the screened porch yesterday:  by lunchtime the temperatures are lifting into "acceptable" (although my standards may be loosening).  We can adjust to midday noshing inside (and have done just that when necessary), but who doesn't enjoy dining al fresco?  Besides, among my regularly spotted interlopers (no, they are not pied) is one of my kind, and I am always on the lookout.  From the unmistakable sound of it, he is encountering yet another brother and having a territory dispute.  It is quite exciting to listen to (from afar) their arguments, but the second fella I have yet to glimpse.  I am inclined to decline a real meeting, but my curiosity is piqued.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Until sufficient data is gathered,

first impressions are what you have.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - lipurral, open to new ideas (but fond of my own)

brrs of paradise

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

4 Jan 2021 - When nature gives you cold, give it a scold... and curl up somewhere warm.  Yesterday was mostly spent with my paws over my head in chilly disbelief.  The shorter peep kept warming my towel, and I managed.  Fuming at Mr. Sol is unproductive, but nonetheless feels good... and on a day when there are few bright spots, why not vent?  It may actually be smarter to hold onto that hot air, and pipe it to the nippy extremities... but that plan isn't as satisfying.  I am hopeful that today will be a return to balmy, but I will settle for temperate.  Meanwhile my appetite is hearty, the calories quickly burned in my internal furnace.

 

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

If weather were determined by vote,

we'd soon live in an equatorial desert.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

destination of the day - the purromised land, a place in which one expects to find happiness (i.e., warmth)

control nob

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

3 Jan 2021 - We cats are faulted for our independent streak, but what peep doesn't like to do what she wants to do?  So my personal portal is a much appreciated feature of our domicile.  I don't alas have unlimited access to my screened porch:  for some reason the shorter peep blocks my exit overnight, and then after our breakfast opens the door.  On a day where even early morning the sun is pouring down its warmth, I can get a bit antsy waiting for her move... but eventually it happens.  And then I come and go as I please.  Data-fascinated as she is, I am somewhat surprised that she hasn't put a counter on my portal to gauge its usage (and my whims).

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

A very small distance

can separate in from out.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - cattrary, inclined to do the oppurrsite of what is expected

the things I have seen

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

2 Jan 2022 - I am easily spooked, and any difference in my surroundings is noticed and carefully assessed.  Of late there has been a milky whiteness hanging around the domicile, softening but not obscuring my window ledge view.  My nose can't pinpoint an odor, but I believe my eyes.  Unlike my crazy beeps, it doesn't assault the glass nor act in a threatening manner.  It doesn't persist, and has retreated into the woods before mid-morning... but it is curious.  And thus it has been filed, keeping company with other unexplained things such as sporadic thumps and occasional whacks.  My life only looks boring.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Why is reality

stranger than fiction?

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

twenty-five-cent word of the day - purraprosdokian, "I've had a purrfectly wonderful evening, but this wasn't it." ~ Groucho Manx

forget it

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

1 Jan 2022 - Although my curiosity wants me to stay, the sensible part firmly states that there is no good reason to hang about gawking at a disaster.  Sure, you might really want to see the peeps' reaction, might even learn a thing or two about their world view.  But sympathies can be extended from afar, with distance hopefully providing buffer from the fallout.  Besides, without opposable thumbs, we cats aren't good at cleanup... our very best effort is to bury the offensive object in the sand, and there are few surfaces in our domicile that lend themselves to reshaping into a pile.  So my informed decision is to skedaddle.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

We all need forgiveness.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - vindicatted, cleared of blame or suspicion ("it wasn't me-ow")