Larger than reality

      My goodness, Mr Midnight. Are you feeling alright? Your tail is all bushy and puffed up.

      I just had the fright of my life Sir W.

There I was, minding my own business, when suddenly from out of the blue, this great big ferocious doggy came around the corner and started snapping its teeth at me.

It was a horrible experience. I know doggies do not always have manners and themselves under control,  but what a way to carry on.

The poor dog has no style.

What could I do apart from trying to intimidate it with my puffy tail?

      And did it work? You know, making yourself larger than you are?

      No.

The poor wretched thing was just not interested. It only wanted my skin and fur.

Still, I`ve calmed down now. My tail looks normal again doesn´t it?

      Usually, the tactic of making oneself appear much larger than reality is a useful ploy.

Perhaps it was a foreign doggy and didn´t understand your body language.

      Well, I`ve never seen him before and I don´t particularly want to see him again. Anyway, I thought doggies also had instincts like us pussy cats.

      Perhaps he’s been living too long with his human owner or something. He may have lost some of his instincts by having soaked up too many negative energies.

Poor doggy. I’m sure he didn´t mean to upset you.

      Forgive and forget eh, Sir Winston.  That’s a cunning move.

      It’s not only us cats that sometimes make ourselves appear larger than we are. Perhaps humans have been observing us cats because while watching the box with moving pictures in the living room with daddy,  I’ve noticed that a lot of human beings also appear to want to make themselves larger than they are.

      In what way Sir W.?

      Through their daily actions and their rhetoric.

Haven’t you noticed how some people appear to go through life with inflated egos? The modern world appears to be living life well over its means.

I suppose people make themselves larger than they are because they are frightened of not being seen and left out.

      But it must be tiring trying to be somebody who one isn’t. It’s a bit fake, isn’t it?

Thank goodness I do not have to pretend I’m someone who I’m not. Us cats like a stress-free life.

      If it wasn’t so serious, I actually find those world politicians on the telly quite comical and amusing. They all want to be taken seriously and wish to show the world how great they are but in fact, most of them appear a lot smaller to me than they wish to portray themselves.  They appear to have no idea of how they ruin the planet. Greed and power are seemingly, the most important factors. There are so many empty words and fake promises.

      I’m thankful that many people can obviously, still see through all of the deceit, Sir Winston. All is not lost.

Inflated egos never got anyone anywhere.

      Should we have a spot of lunch Mr Midnight? All this deliberating about being larger than real has given me an appetite.

      Perhaps daddy has got some of my favourite cat sticks hidden somewhere. Eating a cat-stick would put my mind at rest.

Let’s go and have a look, should we?

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Don´t give up – purrseeVier!

       If you budge over a bit Sir Winston, I may be able to get a paw on it.  It´s wedged somehow underneath the steps to the house.

       It´s no good moaning at me Mr Midnight. I´ve been trying to get the thing out for what seems like ages.

       Purrhaps you mistakingly, pushed it further underneath the steps. Now it´s completely wedged between the wall and those heavy bricks. Oh dear.

I`m not going to give up though.

I will purrseeVier!

       PurrseeVier?  Whatever are you going on about Mr Midnight?

       You know, I will keep on trying until I can get my paws onto the ball thing.

       But why purrseeVier?  Vier is the German number for the number four.

       Don´t you write it like that Sir Winston?  I`m a German cat and I thought purrseeVier was written with a ‘Vier’ at the end of the word.

       Your mincing your words again, like some of the people do in our neck of the woods.

       I don´t like mince Sir W.

       I know it´s fashionable to mix words up these days but I meant that you are mixing your words. One does not write the word ‘persevere’ with a ‘Vier’ at the end.

       Who is ‘Percy Vier’? I know it´s not a typical German name but I  thought that there were only three cats called Percy living in our street, not four.

       Oh Mr Midnight, You´re getting confused. I was talking about ‘Persevere’

       Percy Fear?  I don´t know him.

       I think we´d better leave things as they are for now Mr Midnight. The whole situation about trying to get this ball out from underneath the steps and the hot sun beating down on my fur reminds me it´s time for my little 14 hour nap now.

You can keep persevering all you like. If you´re lucky, you may even meet Percy Fear.

       Will do, Sir Winston. Perseverance helps form character and I love meeting new characters.

See you later!

 

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The night twinklers

It was a late, warm summer evening and Mr Midnight and Sir Winston had both meandered over to their favourite spot in the corner of the garden. They sat in front of the garden shed and enjoyed the warm air gently stroking their fur.

It´s not bad for this time of year is it, Sir Winston?

Can you smell the warm air angels tickling your nose Mr Midnight?  They are especially active upon nights such as these. Yes, it´s a great night tonight.


Mr Midnight looked up towards the dark sky and then suddenly moved his back right leg to have a little wash.


Who do you think puts the twinklers on Sir W?

The twinklers?

Yes, the twinklers. They switch them on every night, but sometimes they are not as bright as they are tonight.

I suppose the humans sometimes attempt to save their electricity; but not tonight!

Do you mean the shiny, illuminating things in the sky?

What else could I be talking about Sir Winston?

Well, humans have lots of twinklers all over the place. They even have their twinklers sometimes working when it isn´t even dark.

I believe English-speaking humans call twinklers stars. I`m not sure how they work though. Perhaps they switch them on and off with their invisible cables or something.

Well, the twinklers, or stars if you please, do look very nice.

I didn´t think that humans were any good at creating such beauty. The beauty on our planet often appears to get torn into tatters by their misdoings.

Still, you live and learn.

I do not think that they are human twinklers in the sky Mr Midnight.

I thought so. The twinklers up in the sky are way too pretty.

They are natural twinklers. They just like to come out at night to say hello. I love observing them.

The other twinklers, or should I say, blobs of light, must be the human-made type of light. I´ve heard that humans have a problem with their twinklers because they cause so much light pollution. The natural twinklers up in the sky can not shine as bright when the humans turn on all their blobs of light.

Pollution. I`ve heard that word before. It´s such a dirty word. I hope we don´t have too much pollution in our neck of the woods.

I believe that light pollution is more of a problem in large towns and cities. Our little village appears to be quite safe, at least that´s what I think.

There´s a lot of the blobs of light shining along the path where the smelly vehicles drive at night but at least we do not have any advertising boards in our kingdom.

I really don´t know why the humans have to light up the whole planet every night. Speaking as a cat, I don´t find it necessary but there again, I´ve got good eyesight!

Perhaps the humans don´t want to look at the natural twinklers so they decide to blend them out with their light sources.

Oh well, everyone seems to do what they want to do anyway these days Sir Winston. Even us cats!   🙂

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What you sow, you reap.

       You should be more careful with your thoughts and actions Mr Midnight. Craftily sneaking up behind me while I cat-nap to finsih the last drops of milk out of my saucer is very cheeky. I believe it´s called “stealing”.

       I`m just following my natural instincts Sir Winston.

       I suppose there´s nothing wrong with that; although all souls reap what they sow in life you know.

       To tell you the truth, I had already noticed that. My greedy appetite got the better of me.

I should know better really, what with having studied the human race for so long, but after all, I am only a small, little pussy cat.

      It´s a shame the humans are not more switched on to how their actions (and thoughts)  effect the world they live in.  I don´t really like to say it but I thought humans were more intelligent than us pussy cats.

They appear to find it just as hard to accept such a fact, as we do.

      Possibly because like me, they just follow their natural instincts.

Perhaps humans are not supposed to live respectfully with one another. Perhaps humans need to suffer with which to experience life. Perhaps humans are still not aware of the TRUE meaning of love.

Such notions would certainly explain modern, human behaviour.

       Well, as I´ve already mentioned, we´re no better are we.

       But we do not pretend to be something of which we´re obviously not.

Power and money often seem to be the prime motivator for many human activities.

I´m terribly confused as to why human beings appear to believe that they are respectful, loving and generous when there are so many tragedies and suffering in our world, rapid environmental change issues and so much deep resentment towards other cultures within our societies.

What we sow is what we reap.

       That´s perhaps why so many countries on our planet are struggling with their finances. Bad energy is generated when countries invent legislature that is against humanism. Governments make their actions legitmate by calling it “the law” but their modus operandi is not necessarily correct and humanistic.

If one cons people, then one will be conned as well. If we give from the heart, then we will receive from the heart. That is the law of attraction.

       I cannot promise anything Sir Winston, but in future, I will certainly try to not steal any more milk from you, otherwise I suspect you´ll steal my milk.  🙂

       We both wish you humans all the best with your endeavours to become even better human beings.

With love from Sir Winston and Mr Midnight.   🙂

 

xx

 

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A New Year . . . . .

       Apparently, another year has commenced; but speaking as a cat – I´m not too sure what a “year” is exactly.

      I think “a year” is a human instrument for measuring “time” Mr Midnight.

       Is that why it´s so terrifyingly loud when this “year” thingamajig starts?  Human instruments are always quite loud and as a rule, not very nice for cats ears. I´m not too keen on all those flashing lights and loud bangs either.

       I didn´t mean that “a year” was a musical instrument Mr Midnight. “A year” is a way for humans to measure how much time they´ve been living on the planet.

       Well, I can´t remember how long I´ve been here this time around. It seems like ages. We´ve had quite a few cold spells that´s for sure. Perhaps we could measure the time in “cold spells”?

       The reason you don´t know how long you´ve been here is because you have no interest in counting those years.

       When my time is up, it´s up, and I can then go back home again to wait until my next journey. “Time” is not really all that important is it?

       The humans seem to think it´s important. I´ve heard from Mrs Hedgehog that some humans even get their mid-life crisis when they edge towards certain age groups.

       But how do they know they´re at a mid-life point? Do humans have powers we cats never knew they had?

       Beats me Mr Midnight. I didn´t think one knew when one went “back home” again but apparently, some humans get into a right faff about their mid-lives.

       Isn´t it better to live life in the moment?  After all, that is where life is at and only the moment is true to now.

       Well, it´s now the start of another year so maybe some people will make a resolution to live their lives in the moment.

       That sounds quite pawsable; sorry, I meant plausible!

This “New Year”” thingy can be used to turn a new leaf with which to try and enjoy life a little bit more.  We all have problems in life, even us cats, but that is what life is all about – to discover the beauty of our souls and planet and to find solutions to those tasks which seem sometimes, so impossible.

       Yes, life is truly magnificent if one doesnt`t take it all too seriously.

A HAPPY NEW YEAR 2019 from your Mr Midnight and Sir Winston!

 

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What´s the purrrpose?

       I´ve asked you this question once before Sir W. but I´ve gone and forgotten again.

What do you think is the purrrpose of our existence on the planet?

       I think I´m here this time around to simply look after you Mr Midnight.

       Well, that´s quite nice because I thought exactly the same; that is, not that I came here to look after myself but to take care of you.

I believe we cats are quite good at taking care of things.

Let´s ask daddy what he thinks about his purrrpose in being here. Purrrhaps he´ll say that he´s here to look after us two. That would be quite nice wouldn´t it Sir Winston.

Daddy, what do you think is the purrrpose of your existence?

       I´m not quite sure Mr Midnight. Perhaps I´m here with which to gain further experience for some future life.

       That sounds quite plausible for my ears. Gaining experience is always a necessity if our souls are to progress.

       And you really believe that human beings will believe in such a notion Sir Winston?  I suspect that the majority of human beings living in our neck of the woods would appear to believe in something quite different.

        Quite true Mr Midnight, but there are some people dotted around the planet who share a similar concept to ours.

       Well, nobody really knows do they? If we did keep coming backwards and forwards then we all seem to forget so easily. I wonder why we cannot remember anything about our previous lives.

       Purrrhaps our minds are going. In my opinion, some people seem to have already lost their minds, but I´m only speaking as a cat and am therefore, a little biased towards human observation.

       There must be a purpose for our existence.

      Why?

Do we really have to have a purrrpose?

       I think we must have a purpose because otherwise, life wouldn´t make much sense to me.

       Purrrhaps a purrrpose for our existence is to simply have fun and to enjoy our experience.  That´s why I love feeding time. That cat milk daddy dished up the other night was super-dooper.

       Drinking nice milk is perhaps a reason to exist Mr Midnight but whatever the reason for our existence, we should all try and make the best of our short stay on this wonderful planet of ours.

       Okey dokey! I´m heading straight for the kitchen.  It looks like daddy´s going to make my life even more pleasant.

       Who mentioned anything about feeding time just yet?  I certainly didn´t.

       You know how easily Mr Midnight gets confused daddy.

       OK boys. I will make your existence even nicer.

       Goody, goody!

 

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Where are the positive role models?

       I love sitting here on my favourite step in the garden. It´s such a pleasant day and the air angels smell really, really nice. What a wonderful kingdom I live in.

Oh, hello Sir Winston, nice to see that you are also up and about on this fine, warm day.

       Well, I am not really “up and about”; I am more like “lying down and about”.

       You do have a funny way with words Sir Winston, but it´s nice to see you still have your humour in place. Humour is the medicine of life.

In a way, you are a bit of a role model for me Sir Winston because no matter what the situation, you tend to enlighten me with your humour. You never seem to lose your humour.

As for me, I tend to get easily frustrated when things don´t go my way. Still, no cat´s purrrfect are they!

       Well, as you are aware, I do have many faults . . . . .

       . . . . . like when you “accidentally” drank all of my milk out of that saucer thing the other day?

       Sorry about that Mr Midnight, I couldn´t help myself and if it is of any help, I did feel rather bad about it afterwards.

       I should jolly well hope so!  Still, let bygones be bygones, eh? 🙂

       I`m glad you still like me Mr Mr Midnight, and admitting that I am sometimes a kind of positive role model for you pleases my heart.

Do you think there are any positive role models left in the human world Mr M. ?

       From my observations – I very much doubt it.

I suppose daddy could be seen as being a role model for me, but I don´t think that would count would it? It would be a little biased and making him my role model just because he strokes me and opens those wonderful tins everyday for me doesn´t count either I suppose.

Public figures who also, happen to be positive role models are very rare these days Sir Winston.

       I thought exactly the same Mr M.  It´s a shame isn´t it. I feel a society needs positive role models. The human world appears to be saturated with lies, fake stuff and greed. There must be a few people out there who are still interested in proper values.

       Oh, I´m sure there are Sir Winston, but they are just very difficult to find. Naturally, nobody is going to openly admit that they occasionally stoop as low as to lying, faking or being greedy, but that in my opinion, is where things start as to being a positive role model. Being truthful to oneself.

I suppose it´s only human (and catly) to occasionally do things we would sooner not but at least we should acknowledge the fact and not pretend that we are all little angels.

       Of course we are all little angels. The angels live in our souls.

       Yes, I know, we all have goodness within us. We should just let it shine more often.

       Well, I think that there are not many positive role models left simply because we all tend to want to live conveniently and are rather lazy.

       Perhaps the humans have observed us pussycats for far too long.

       That could be a contributing factor. But seriously Mr Midnight, I think that it is much easier for our present society to focus their attentions on lower energies and values than it is to look up, and focus, on positive role models. To orientate oneself on a positive role model may require hard work and initiative if one it to achieve the same high standards. It is much easier to attain low standards.

       I don´t like your patter but you could be correct in your assessment Sir W.

I suppose at the end of the day, the individual can only choose if they wish to positively form their character or not. As for me, I believe it is well worth while. Acquiring positive values and displaying them in public is indeed, a rarity, which makes one stand out in the crowd.

Thank you for being a positive soul for me to attain better standards Sir Winston.

       Please, please Mr Midnight, don´t make me blush!     🙂

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