I have my principles

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

16 May 2016 - Several blogs ago, I vented on all the stuff my peeps have accumulated.  But in my personal battle with chaos, I won't let clutter have the final say:  even in its midst I can carve out a suitable spot for napping.  Obstinance has a negative sound to it... I prefer to think that I possess healthy follow-through.  If anything should be learned from these thoughts it is "we cats have a mind of our own."

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Think for yourself,

and let your neighbor do the same.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - purrverse, behaving in a manner that riles one's peeps

otherwise engaged

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emoriess

15 May 2016 - We tuxedo cats are made for the world of shadows.  We can sit out of plain sight, obscured by an overarching plant.  Although nocturnal creatures, unlike vampires, we can enjoy the sun's brilliance...hidden, if we so choose.  From this corner of the screened porch, I often do my reconnaissance work, quietly watching, taking it all in.  Out-of-sight doesn't mean unnoticed in the mammal kingdom:  most of us (peeps appear to be the exception) have a keen sense of smell that would alert a passer-by to my presence.  The more sophisticated would also realize that a barrier separates us, and would cautiously continue about its business.  To be an observer is to impact the experiment.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Every performance needs an audience.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - amewsing, providing effortless entertainment for one's peeps

a dim view

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

14 May 2016 - We cats are a tidy lot.  Happening upon one of us with poor personal grooming is a sure sign of his mental or physical decline.  But regrettably I can't instill order upon the universe, so I must lie amongst chaos.  My peeps are not the messiest of their kind, but they own too much stuff and stuff leads to clutter.  My possessions could easily fit in a shoe box, and I wouldn't lose nap time if that shoe box suddenly went missing... such is my attachment to "things".  But peeps are a sentimental bunch, and cats are not...and we live much neater lives because of it.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Decide what is important.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - depurrcate, to disapprove of a peep's behavior...not that it does much good

look what I found

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

13 May 2016 - My innate curiosity compels me to explore:  what is up there?  where does that lead?  Besides familiarizing me with my surroundings, this need to know also leads to useful discoveries.  For example, one should always know a safe spot in one's domicile, should the weather turn violent or the neighbors run amok.  On a kinder, gentler note, this pictured pillow might be perfect for a nap.  I'll have to remember it the next time I need a location change, although in general I prefer to recline on a color that contrasts nicely with my fur.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Seek, and you might find

all manner of cool stuff.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - pur-rying, being inquisitive about what lies on the other side of a door

zoo diligence

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

12 May 2016 - Yesterday's candid sharing opened me up for jokes and snickers...which is okay, my hide is thick.  But for the sake of balanced reporting, today features me at work.  There may be exaggerated gasps of surprise at this suggestion, but my life isn't all play.  The meep gadget and I are well acquainted, and I no longer feel the need to bat it into submission.  Without opposable thumbs my tasks always gravitate toward an overseer role.  I suppose that makes me the office manager:  I govern by example... and it seems to be working out.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Assume someone is always looking.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - dedicatted, subtly expressing devotion and loyalty to one's peeps

and now we pause

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

11 May 2016 - We cats know a thing or two about relaxing.  And after a hair-shedding week of stress over the shorter peep's disappearance, my body needs some chill time in the sunshine.  There is nothing that soothes more than a few minutes (or an hour) of doing absolutely nothing.  Some peeps, I have noticed, find it very difficult to turn themselves off... as if the pursuit of goals is their very definition.  I have goals as well, e.g., eating when I am hungry, but I also excel at being a lump.  It is a strength of which I am proud.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

"Be quiet" is a great suggestion.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

movie of the day - The Blob, 1958 sci-fi classic starring Steve McQueen

contents under pressure

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

10 May 2016 - We cats don't buy into the peeps' concept of time, but we do know first-hand what it is to wait and worry.  The shorter peep has just found her way home after wandering off more than a week ago.  Little does she realize the toll it takes on the taller peep and myself, fretting about her well-being, wondering if she will manage to get unlost.  But I don't harbor hard feelings for very long.  After an initial glare, I welcomed her back into the fold.  We are a threesome once again, and order is in the process of being restored.

methodology of the meow-stro

 

 

 

Today's Catechism 

(for the self-taught)

Stress is a life-shortener.

Bring back Bastet

Bastet beckons

Catty Corner

word of the day - furayed, experiencing strained nerves and a bad-hair day of the spirit