Tuesday, 14 March 2023

measuring up

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

14 Mar 2023 - Did I hear the shorter peep say that today is pie day?  This cat doesn't eat pie (or cake), so I can't say the announcement ratcheted up my excitement, but maybe it's a big deal with peeps?  You would think that such a holiday would require, even demand, a celebratory pie, but no such thing has been fussed over in the kitchen or consumed to my knowledge.  This head-scratcher isn't my first when the topic involves my two, and I shan't run in circles looking for answers.  Besides I have no complaints:  I awoke to treats and breakfast, and the portal accessing my personal screened porch is open, so my life makes sense.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


It is difficult to be rational
all the time.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

phrase of the day - meowter-of-fact, aligning with a cat's expectations

Monday, 13 March 2023

in meow opinion

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

13 Mar 2023 - I favor late morning (and mid-afternoon) napping.  It offers a needed break from my patrol circuits, allowing me to recharge my energy levels and equilibrate my easy-going outlook.  One has to be aware that a power-wielding job, where acceptable and unacceptable is defined, can mess with the head.  Because I can enforce my concept of right and fair, I could come to think that I speak unquestionable truth, that I in fact am the mouthpiece for truth.  Oh, kitty, that is a slippery slope you're standing on!  These naps rein in the ego, and remind me that I am just a cat, no more, no less.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


You're as good as the
next (and no better).











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - impurrious, commanding authority (you can see why)

Sunday, 12 March 2023

knocked sideways

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

12 Mar 2023 - I know my way around our domicile, and have investigated its every nook and cranny (although maybe not)... yet it still remains a 3-D puzzle.  It isn't the numerous ups and downs that confound my mental map-drawing, but rather how these varied shapes fit together.  Its geometry is complicated, said by one whose strengths lie elsewhere.  It is as close as my reality can come to an Escher drawing.  But in the small picture the confounding angles and rotations can be ignored:  at its essence the playing field is just myself versus the interlopers.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Everything doesn't have to
be understood.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - flabbercat, to cause surpurrise by acting against expectations

Saturday, 11 March 2023

sigh-entific

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

11 Mar 2023 - Sometimes a reason is not obvious.  I do things, and the shorter peep tries to understand my motivation (repeat that first sentence).  The inquisitive mind isn't satisfied with "that's just the way things are" because it believes in cause and effect.  And then there is the communication problem:  I would tell her even I don't know why I plopped down in this corner today.  Sometimes it offers a pool of sunlight, sometimes I use its portal to spy on the pond interlopers, always it offers an out-of-traffic rest stop.  I regret throwing a wrench in her mental gears.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Random is hard to swallow.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - systemeowtic, done according to plan (sometimes only known to Bastet)

Friday, 10 March 2023

imaginary friend

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

10 Mar 2023 - Waiting for my porch portal to be opened, I am lost in daydreams.  A cat's reveries differ widely from those of a peep:  firstly there are no spoken words, only the grunts and chirrs of Nature's language; secondly we aren't subconsciously working through unresolved angst.  I picture an interloper, one cleverly hidden but nonetheless noticed, and then the hunt is on.  The plot is always a pursuit that ends victorious (unless the peep interrupts my thoughts).  I wonder if a virtual chase burns calories... it certainly seems very energetic.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


A robust imagination can
blur the edges of reality.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

phrase of the day - under the impurression, supposed (just for the fun of it)

Thursday, 9 March 2023

the need for speed

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

9 Mar 2023 - Like my black-and-white exterior, I tend to be full-on or totally off... and the two states are easily differentiated:  am I lying down?  From my body posture in this picture, I can tell that, should the shorter peep say "boo", I would immediately shove the throttle into high gear and skedaddle... not because she is scary but because I want any excuse to zip through the rooms.  And some of the surfaces that I encounter offer little traction... it is so much fun to lose the back end when barreling around a corner!





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Controlled moments of reckless
behavior can be addictive.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

phrase of the day - devil-may-purr, doing something despite the consequences (I still have a tiny bit of wild in me)

Wednesday, 8 March 2023

seriously?

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

8 Mar 2023 - To keep myself in tiptop readiness, I will occasionally play with the shorter peep.  I know it isn't the real thing, and so I have to pretend there is an interloper threat until my reflexes kick in... then the workout is enjoyable.  But initially I'm mostly "meh", so only if the shorter peep is persistent or surprising in her attacks will I take the bait, literally.  And as is typical of my species, we get bored quickly.  A good tussle is one in which she and I both tire at the same time, and agree, "okay, enough fun for one day!"





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Being in the right
mood helps.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - ameowsement, something that purrvides entertainment