Happy 1st Advent from my two cats!

Sir Winston has just gone out into the garden to see if he can find anything of interest.  It´s quite cold today but he loves his solitude on a Sunday morning.

As he went out, he asked Mr Midnight to wish all of our blog readers a very nice 1st Advents Sunday.

He´s really looking forward to Christmas.  🙂

  Mr Midnight wishes you all a very nice 1st Advent and wants to send you all a big thank you for reading our stuff in 2019.  “Schönen 1st Advent”  !   🙂

Creating positive situations

The day was dark and grey with fog.  The chilly moisture which hung in the air was not a pretty sensation for Mr Midnight who sat on the porch, waiting to get let back inside.

Suddenly, from around the corner, Sir Winston approached.

      Come on Mr Midnight. Let´s go off into the green kingdom and play!

      What green kingdom?  The garden’s turned all wet and grey.

I’m not going out in that stuff. It clogs my fur.

      Oh, come on Mr Midnight. Don’t be such a pussycat. The weather angels are not up to their best today but you must not get down just because of a spot of dirty weather.

      I’d like to play Sir Winston. I love our silly games in the green kingdom.

Purrhaps I should try to ignore this unpleasant weather situation and make the best of things.

      That’s the spirit Mr Midnight!

Now chase me and catch me if you can!


They both ran madly around the garden for what seemed like ages until eventually, they ran out of steam

      That was great, wasn’t it?

      I must admit Sir Winston, I did rather enjoy myself.  After having got up this morning and having noticed the weather situation, I did think I was to be in for a rough day of boredom.

     Well, there you go then. It’s a good job that I noticed you skulking in the porchway of the house.

There is always something positive to be had out of a negative situation.

      It’s the yin and yang of life Sir W.

Thank you for helping me. I’ll try not to forget your positive message the next time I find life to be too tough.

 

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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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