ho-ho-hoax

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

17 December 2013 - I was snoozing away on my heated towel earlier today when this wreath was plopped over my head.  It was all very festive and color-coordinated, but its presence thoroughly confused me.  Did I win a drawing?  Am I victorious in love?  Did the peep mistake me for a hat rack?  I can't recall any specific deed that might warrant such a crown, although perhaps in my modesty I have overlooked something.  Rather than embarrass the presenter by questioning the grounds for this honor, I have chosen to remain quiet on the matter and act the part of the unworthy recipient.

 

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

 Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Always thank the

giver of compliments.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

feline of the day - Faith, a London cat who received a PDSA silver medal for her bravery during WWII bombing of the city

ho-ho-home again

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

16 December 2013 - Let the good times resume!  I thought that perhaps the Grinch had stolen my peeps, but they slipped into the house last night, tinged with faintly recognizable scents, and offered no explanation for their absence.  I am not a grudge-holder, so we have resumed our comfortable routine as if nothing untoward had occurred...docking their pay will be a sufficient response.  I am pleased to see them as our domicile is too large for just me alone, and unfortunately I do require assistance in turning on faucets and opening doors.  It would be a pain to break in another pair of helpers.  "Did you bring me back something?"

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Upheaval makes one

appreciate the mundane.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

book of the day - Away, by Jane Urquhart, definitely a catalyzing read

charity begins at home

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

12 December 2013 - I may have discovered the reason for that lack of gifts under our tree:  the peeps are bagging them up and carting them away!  None of the tags in this batch indicated me as the recipient, so I did not intervene further.  However this behavior has prompted me to wonder who or what exists out there that would warrant such generosity when clearly my presence (and presents) should be sufficient.  Don't think me a scrooge.  I am concerned that my peeps' soft heads are being turned by wheedlers:  the phone has been ringing a lot of late.

 

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

 Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Love and respect can't be bought.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

feline of the day - Blofeld's Cat, a Turkish Angora seen in numerous Bond films, that spends its days being petted

tie-nee baubles

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

11 December 2013 - As you can see, my spot under the tree has been prepared, and I can take my place among the holiday decorations.  I am somewhat concerned, although flattered, that the peeps have given me such a large uncluttered area.  Truthfully I would rather be squeezed in among packages with bows that can be batted.  Is this dearth of presents 1) a sign of localized belt-tightening, 2) indication that the peeps are way behind schedule, or 3) evidence that another hiding place has been chosen...without consulting me?  Given recent frantic activity, I am inclined to pick option 2, but just in case the peeps are being sneaky, I intend to visit the closets and crawl under the beds.  My actions surely could not be construed as "naughty"; besides, curiosity killed the cat.

 

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

 Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Forego your golden years

for gold lamé.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

feline of the day - Scat Cat, the trumpet-playing jazzman in the 1970 film The Aristocats

ho-ho-hold that thought

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

10 December 2013 - It really was a playful gesture on my part when I swatted Santa around the rug.  Besides, throwing a punch at the stand-in is totally different from an altercation with the real thing, and I feel certain that the Big Guy understands this distinction. No lasting harm was done, and the red suit ultimately found its spot on the tree.  I did notice however that the peep chose one of the lower branches for its destination, so we still may have a bit of fun...when no one is looking.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Things done in jest are still done.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

film of the future - Andrew Lloyd Webber's wildly popular Broadway musical Cats may be coming to the big screen

'tis the season

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

9 December 2013 - It is NOT playing fair when temptation is placed in front of your nose and Santa's helper is looking over your shoulder.  My will-power would probably have been sufficient, but the breakfasting peep picked up the bowl just seconds after this picture was taken.  I confess that had it been two weeks later in the month, I would have overruled good sense and good manners, and had a drink of milk.  At that point in December the reckoning has already decided naughty or nice.  However at this juncture, well,  I'll quote a Texan elder, "Not gonna do it!  Wouldn't be prudent!"

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Good deeds, unseen, count for more.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

feline of the day - Mittens, the savvy cat in the 2008 film Bolt who knows how to play the "cute critter card"

O tanning bum

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

8 December 2013 - I am understandably partial to black and white, and judging by my peeps' wardrobe so are they.  However things have gotten quite colorful around here of late.  Red is practically verboten in this household, yet there it is, front and center, along with golds, greens and blues.  If my memory is correct, then the next thing that should appear is my own personal tree, under which I get to lie.  The peeps insist on tarting it up with holiday bling, but the effort is not on my account.  I prefer a minimalist style, where a thing resembles itself.  But I wouldn't object to a silly seep nest crowning the top.

 

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

 Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Know a person's true colors.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

cat of the day - Snowbell, who is expected to play second fiddle to a mouse in the 1999 film Stuart Little