Tuesday, 18 August 2015

dis pair is driving me crazy


Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


18 August 2015 - I have had a rough few days, so I hope that you'll understand why I have sunk into lethargy.  Put simply I have exchanged one porch for another, but the swap involved three cars, a noisy and crowded airplane, and a motel room full of unfamiliar sounds and smells.  Don't worry 'bout me:  in a few days I will be right as rain...and possibly mildewy with the amount that is accumulating.  What eludes understanding is why my peeps do it?  If one goes from point A to point B, with great travail, then returns to point A, again with upsetting difficulties, what has been gained...except for a lot of wear on the tires?









methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

There will be days that
test one's endurance.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - incation, feline lifelessness that resembles roadkill with an occasional flick of the tail

Saturday, 15 August 2015

for better or for worse

Me-ow-my-oh!


Me-usings and Me-emories


15 August 2015 - It doesn't require a crystal ball to know that the peeps are up to something.  Porch furniture has been disappearing today, and objects are being pulled out of closets that have been out of sight all summer.  I am trying to keep a low profile, lest I become their next focus.  These unexplained activities make me quite nervous, not the things themselves but what it all signifies.  But what am I to do?  Long ago I chose to throw my lot in with these two peeps.  My decision hasn't been regretted, but occasionally they do try my patience.  I guess that that makes ours a typical relationship.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

That some days won't be as good
as others is guaranteed.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - purrovoke, to try the patience of a long-suffering cat

Thursday, 13 August 2015

"he played hopscotch with the starboard watch"

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


13 August 2015 - Ah, fresh air!  I would be exaggerating to claim that I can smell the salt, but definitely a hint of conifers.  Here at the lake we often have  a breeze (sometimes gale) off the ocean that is free from the scent of industrious peeps.  I am not one of those who hankers for "the good ol' days", but who amongst us thinks that factory emissions and car exhaust is something one should daily inhale?  An aside for those who notice details:  if you are wondering why I am not basking in the sunshine, up until twenty minutes ago I was.  But that is the thing about the sun...some days it deigns to show its face, other days not, and you can tell the time by its movement, forcing me to do likewise...and you know how I resent being coerced.








methodology of the meow-stro

  

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Vinegar may be good on salads,
but honey is the better motivator.














Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - al furesco, to be outdoors or, at the very least, on a windowsill looking out

Wednesday, 12 August 2015

the foreshadow knows

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


12 August 2015 - I could be trite and say "things are looking up"...but I won't.  Besides being too saccharine for my tastes, I generally expect things to be, to trot out another overused phrase, "going to hell in a hand basket." Pessimist you might conclude, but that would be anthropomorphizing this domestic shorthair.  No, I see things, admittedly from a cat bias, straight up, assessing likely results and how these expectations could impact me.  I know in my bones that the Universe doesn't think that I am special (despite all appearances) or one of the chosen (despite my country of origin)...which leaves the confrontation as yours truly versus them.  It sounds rigged to me.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Every now and then
glance over your shoulder.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - purrtend, to warn of a pending calamity, by hiss or switching tail

Tuesday, 11 August 2015

a moo-ot point

Me-ow-my-oh!


Me-usings and Me-emories


11 August 2015 - Sometimes one has to be high-minded.  It may be comforting to be part of the crowd, but decision-making by committee is a compromise..which means that "right" has been sidelined by "expeditious" or "popular".  As such one has to step apart and be true to one's conscience.  I have no problem acting independently, that is my preferred mode, but from observation I would say that peeps are more of the herd mentality.  And bovine thinking will have you walking of your own free will into the abattoir...so I am not an admirer of group-speak.  It can be lonely at a party of one, but at least you always get to choose the music.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Following the next guy off the cliff
is a lemon on an idea.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - purrincipled, knowing right from wrong (and also recognizing that a peep's "right" isn't necessarily a cat's "right")

Monday, 10 August 2015

woe is me

Me-ow-my-oh!


Me-usings and Me-emories


10 August 2015 - Isn't now supposed to be the dead of summer in the northern hemisphere?  Then why am I curled on a heated towel??  Thankfully the shorter peep correctly translated my misery and provided a source of warmth.  I spent all of Sunday as pictured, trying to ignore the yucky weather just outside the glass.  Today's forecast of no rain and occasional sun is very much appreciated... in fact makes me want to go on living.  If someone would just adjust the thermostat, I might venture off the sofa.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Gloom is a depressing shade of gray.













Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - despurration, wretchedness...just imagine a cat caught in a cold rain

Sunday, 9 August 2015

drone on

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories


9 August 2015 - Work, another four-letter word... sometimes one must turn his back to frivolity and push back on inertia.  To make this effort less herculean, the space should be inviting (whatever that means to you), and bribes aren't necessarily a bad thing.  Of the sort, okay, if you grind your nose for an hour, you get to <fill-in-the-angle-brackets> for ten minutes, these incentives do on balance placate the psyche as well as get the job done.  It goes without saying that you should enjoy the work...but sometimes that isn't how life plays out.  Bills must be paid, debts honored, so it is even more important that you strike an equitable deal with yourself.  My perk...it works every time...is the promise of a power nap.








methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Weaknesses, not strengthens, are
what shape us.















Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons





Catty Corner

word of the day - purroletarian, one without pedigree, an alley cat who must earn his supper