Wednesday, 15 February 2023

an abundance of caution

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

15 Feb 2023 - From recent documentation, it might appear that this particular portal has become my favorite.  This room is the only one that gives me a view of the pond area, so it is important to my job.  However the main reason I've been swinging by, between my other surveillance routes, is the prominent role Mr. Sol plays here.  As long as temperatures are iffy, I will use this space to raise my comfort level.  And with little recent rainfall, I am seeing all sorts of thirsty critters (potential interlopers) at the pond for a drink.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


There is a lot to be
learned at the water cooler.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - plethpurra, an excessive amount (or so it seems to me)

Tuesday, 14 February 2023

a small triumph

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

12 Feb 2023 - My sitting in the corner is self-imposed... and it feels meowvelous!  Finally I am warm, even if fleeting.  Unfortunately my screened porch doesn't offer this degree of sun exposure, but I suppose life can't be perfect.  However by alternating between this golden pool and our northern flank I am able to keep our domicile safe without jeopardizing my health... and our well-being would suffer if I had to take a sick day.  (And would you look at that:  Mr. Sol is tweaking my nose, as I'm certain my snout isn't that big.)





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Some sweetness must be added
to turn lemons into lemonade.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - surmeownt, overcome a difficulty (as if I had a choice)

Monday, 13 February 2023

who asked you?

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

13 Feb 2023 - Some days are best spent with eyes closed and breathing slowed, with the hope that upon awaking things will have improved.  And the strategy sorta was successful:  at least we now have full-bore sunshine, although it has its work cut out for it.  Mr. Sol's brilliance lures me onto my screened porch, but after a quick survey of the terrain I am driven back inside by cold ears and nose.  Once I am sufficiently thawed, I will return for another check, and the back-and-forth shall continue until this thing the peeps call winter is over.  Certainly a popular vote would oust this unwelcome development.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Democracy requires recognition
by those in power.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - repurrhensible, fully deserving criticism (hiss hiss)

Sunday, 12 February 2023

on hold

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

12 Feb 2023 - It would appear that we largely missed out on stormy weather.  The shorter peep mentioned an afternoon of wind and rain, but I only noticed gray clouds scuttling by.  Mind you, the day was far from perfect... too little sunshine for my preference, but I wouldn't plaster the day with a nasty label.  And this morning, gray continues, another stretch of blah to be endured.  Fortunately, short of a deluge, the interlopers make an appearance, so my job will keep me modestly busy (with enough sideline time for several naps).





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


A day of rest comes
highly recommended.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - anticipurrtory, waiting for something exciting to happen (yawn)

Saturday, 11 February 2023

out of order

Shamus on view
Me-usings and Me-emories

11 Feb 2023 - Our appreciation of good things is heightened by the fact that they are ephemeral, leaving us wishing for more.  And who knows, we would probably not feel lucky if our good fortune was a familiar given.  All of this philosophizing is to acknowledge that today isn't a picture-perfect copy of yesterday.  The ambient temperature doesn't require a negative comment (I could but I won't), but where is Mr. Sol??  You'd think that a tuxedo cat would admire the many shades of gray... but I don't.  The only bright side is that my time on the screened porch is tolerable (but far beneath its potential).




clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


"Laissez le bon temps rouler"
admits finitude.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - obstrepurrous, rowdy and unmanageable (of course I'm talking about the weather)

Friday, 10 February 2023

on the lookout

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

10 Feb 2023 - Unless my nails click on a hard surface, I can walk around undetected... which helps with surveillance (and with good peep relationships, since I like to creep around early in the morning).  Interlopers can amass at any point, but beeps and the larger sorts seem to prefer the shadowy edges of the day... and so, while my peeps are still sleeping, I watch for suspicious activity.  This particular portal overlooks a watering spot that is sought out when rainfall is scarce... because everything gets thirsty.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


Another's routine and habits
can be valuable information.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - hypurrvigilant, keeping a keen watch for danger (so I can skedaddle)

Thursday, 9 February 2023

slog-on tired

Shamus on view

Me-usings and Me-emories

9 Feb 2023 - My energy levels are rising with the temperatures, which is good since the interloper activity is likewise increasing.  I love our spacious domicile and its many portals for viewing the surrounding forest, however the larger the perimeter the more work for me!  I trot from one window to my screened porch to another window, up the stairs and back down.  Is it any wonder that I need an occasional nap?  I have to consciously squelch that worrisome inner voice ("has an assault reached our flank??") in order to rest and restore myself for the next shift.  Head pats and treats and daily kibble... I still come cheap.





clipped notes



                             Today's Catechism 

                            (for the autodidcat)


You'd be amazed at
what the other bloke does.











Bring back Bastet
Bastet beckons




Catty Corner

word of the day - purrostration, cat fatigue (my state before a snooze)