be not brittle

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

26 Feb 2022 - I belong to the clean-plate club, at least when the dish contains treats.  What better way to break the morning's fast then by joining one's peep for some tasty grub?    We two have our routine, and the next thing to anticipate, my pump having been primed, is my bowl of kibble.  I don't mind the predictability of our early mornings:  someone else can have all the heart-jolting surprises.  I like a reassuring approach, one that feels comfortable to don and that encourages my skittish self-confidence.  The food-wolfing interspersed with perimeter survey that I observe in our feline interloper reminds me how much anxiety I have shed.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Assurance of one's basic needs

is one less worry.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - trepurrdatious, apprehensive (I call it wisely cautious)

that was intense

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

25 Feb 2022 - If cats have sap, mine has risen!  Nature is stirring, donning fresh and bright colors, giving me hope that the chill is over.  Certainly of late I have been living on my screened porch.  I don't even mind the sharp morning air when I know what is to follow.  The beeps around our domicile have erupted into chorus.  Although I don't understand the particulars, the overarching theme is joy.  I am tempted to add my voice to their hosannas, but it would probably shut down the performance.  My excitement is energy that threatens to burst its container... I'll catch you later, I've gotta dash.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Some days are just wonderful.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrky, animated and bouncy (as in off the walls)

the quiet meow

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

24 Feb 2022 - The peeps need to trim the shrubbery, so that I can better protect them from interlopers.  The bushes' close proximity to our domicile's outer walls and their towering height afford convenient perching spots for the resident beeps, and conceal the approach of larger creatures.  The former I rather like, since beeps are high on entertainment value (and low on threat value).  Yesterday a large dark thing was so brazen as to circle past the front entry, and klaxon its presence.  Something made it leave... and it wasn't I, as I regrouped back in my safe room.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Pick your battles.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - repurrmand, a cat's slap-on-the-wrist

wary traveler

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

23 Feb 2022 - Hiding in a shadowy corner when there is a loud whump doesn't imply guilt, just prudence.  Besides, if emergency vehicles are summoned, one should give them plenty of room to do their thing.  And if you're not one of the bigger creatures on the scene, you have to take care that no one unwittingly treads on your person.  So this out-of-the-way spot is ideal, allowing me to observe what is going on inside the domicile and outside as well.  In quieter moments I have been known to nap on this particular chair (the shorter peep probably has a documenting photo), and when the yellow alert is cancelled I may just do that.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

"To throw caution to the wind"

could be famous last words.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - catgey, reluctant due to caution or suspicion (a cat can never be too careful)

lickety spit

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

22 Feb 2022 - The shorter peep speaks wistfully of my flexibility, but for a cat I am nothing out of the ordinary.  If one must tongue-bathe, then by design one should be able to reach the hard parts... I suppose those that couldn't stay tidy were shunned by their kin and pruned from the family tree.  The end-result is a willowy spine, that easily shapes itself into a curve.  Its suppleness allows access to the abdomen area as well as the haunches, while a wet paw services the ears and face.  We cats are made for navel-gazing... the one complication being that we don't come with belly buttons.  

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

A good first impression makes

second impressions possible.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - spurruce, to freshen and make attractive (but it helps to have good bones)

steady eddy

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

21 Feb 2022 - I have irrefutable evidence that my kind is flagrantly trespassing (and eating my kibble).  Sadly my warnings did not disrupt its meal, but I draw the line around our domicile:  I reign supreme inside these walls, and so it shall remain (as long as I have anything to say in the matter).  Once the bowl was licked, it trotted away.  I was glad to see it go, but I fear that it will return... especially if the shorter peep persists in offering it food.  I fully understand the privations of a stray life and the hopes pinned on friendly hand-outs (it wasn't that long ago I was scrounging for my livelihood)... but this spot is claimed by me-ow-moi.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Equilibrium is an elusive state.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - impurrtial, fair and just (at least from a cat's viewpoint)

dedicated to the one I love

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

20 Feb 2022 - The things I must do to maintain body heat!  Sometimes I feel like a hairy chunk of meat on a spit, turning before the fire... but it works, and we cats are very practical creatures.  That very same trait gets us labeled as disloyal by an unsympathetic observer, but when hypothermia threatens, devotion takes a back seat.  So a peep lap might be passed over for a sunny spot on the carpet... both will eventually (and all too soon) move, but at least I can predict where Mr. Sol will be next.  And the decision doesn't change the fact that I really like peep laps... I'm just trying to optimize warmth.

clipped notes

                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)

Forget trying to please everybody.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - steadfatcatness, resolutely firm (at least in the area of purrsonal well-being)