Go your own way!

A small path ran up to the main entrance to Mr Midnight’s and Sir Winston’s place of abode.  Across the road directly opposite,  large boulders had been placed in a large half-circle in which to help make the parking bay at the school  look a little nicer.

In warm weather, Mr. Midnight loved to lay on top of the boulders, especially the ones directly opposite his house because he had a great vantage point of what was happening around where he lived. From his vantage point,  Mr Midnight could see  Sir Winston having what looked like  a nap on the porch entrance steps.

Sir Winston must have had some inclination that Mr. Midnight was watching him because he suddenly raised himself from his comfy sitting position on the porch, stretched himself and wandered over towards Mr. Midnight.

DSCN0647       I wonder what Mr. Midnight’s thinking?  I´ll go over and find out.

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Sir Winston sprang down the steps, trotted over the garden in a zig-zag fashion, darted behind the garden shed, scurried under the hole in the hedge, raced across the road and after having sniffed around some of the parked cars, he clambered up the slight hill and sat on the boulder next to Mr. Midnight.

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MM-Avatar       You took your time didn’t you?

SW-Avatar       Well, I have all the time in the world.  I only came over to find out what you were up to.

MM-Avatar       Nothing much.  I´m having a lazy day.  I was just observing the occasional stranger passing through my territory.

Did you know that Mr. Dog always cuts across the garden when he wishes to visit our house?  He doesn’t use the pathway up to the door.  I don´t know what his master thinks about it all. It’s terribly bad manners you know.

I’ve also noticed that you tend to take a purrrculiar path when you leave and enter the house.  Do you always nip behind the shed with which to get to the main doorway of our house? It seems a lot of messing about. I would have thought you would have taken the easiest path.

SW-Avatar       I like going that way. Nobody else goes that way.

MM-Avatar       I always prefurrr to take what seems to be the lightest path in life – you know, the most direct path.

I’ve observed that Mrs. Squirrel often goes about things from above. She loves going up and down those tall, greeny, bendy things all day. She must have loads of energy.  We cats tend to like lazing all day instead.

SW-Avatar       Yes, she climbs the tree and runs along the guttering to reach the house door.  What a funny creature.

MM-Avatar       Look!   There´s the yellow man.  Which path will he take?

SW-Avatar       That´s a postman Mr. Midnight.  They´re always in a hurry.

MM-Avatar       Look.  He´s carrying that large parcel and look!   He´s making a short cut by crossing daddy´s green stuff  and approaching the house from the other side.

SW-Avatar       I think it´s because of his heavy load.  Daddy is always purchasing postage stamp parcels from his auctions. Poor postman. You have to feel sorry for him don´t you?

The thing I like about our observations is that everyone seems to go about things differently and I must say, that´s quite unusual for human beings.  They don´t really believe in individualism like us cats because they tend to copy one another most of the time.

MM-Avatar       Well I can´t understand why you take the paths in life you sometimes take  Sir Winston but I must say that it is most important for “beings” to go their own way in life.

If you go your own way you will be more balanced and a happier “being”.  So watch out humans.  Get your act together and start believing in yourselves and do what YOU find to be true for yourself.

Go your own way!

(C) MAGS 2021

Trying to explain Covid19 to cats. :)

      Is that Corona thingamabob also dangerous for us Cats daddy?

      I don’t believe anyone really knows Mr Midnight. To the best of my knowledge, pussycats, as is the case with all animals, can also transmit Covid19.

      What’s Covid19, daddy?  You human beings love fancy names. We cats don’t understand what a Covid19 or Corona is.

      We do not intend to confuse you animals, Sir Winston. There are so many different types of illness on our planet that as a human, one must categorize viruses into different types with which to better understand how they work.

      Covid19 sounds a bit daft, daddy. I am aware that it is not a very nice thing, but why don’t they call it something a little nicer. Covid19, I mean, really, what a horrible name for something.

      The ´Co´, in Covid, means ´Corona´.

      And what is Corona when it is at home?

      I believe ´Corona´is derived from the Latin word corona, meaninig crown or wreath. The virus itself looks like a spiky ball with crown like thorns on its surface.

The ´Vi´in the word ´Covid´stems from the word `virus´, and the ´d´ from the word ´disease´.  The disease was formerly known as ´2019 novel coronavirus (2019-nCoV). The number 19 is simply the year in which the virus officially became active (2019).

      That’s a clever way of labelling something. You humans are so clever. I hope you sort your virus thingy out soon because otherwise, people will no doubt, start going mad.

Please be careful people and look after yourselves.

      Mr Midnight and myself hope you all take the present situation seriously so that you can all start getting back to more of a normal lifestyle again.  We cats know how much you humans suffer at the moment.

Take care.

(C) MAGS 2021.

Chilling – cat style

Mr Midnight and Sir Winston had had a wonderful day together.

They had just finished their 14-hour nap and after having eaten a few nibbles, they had now settled down in the garden to have a nice rest.

     Look at the shape of that one Sir Winston. It looks most peculiar. It looks a little bit like a long-shaped doggy.

      I can’t make out which one you mean Mr Midnight. Do you mean that one hovering above the church steeple?

      Don’t be silly Sir W. That one looks like a big flower with one of its petals wilting.

I mean the one over there. You know, over yonder, where that noisy human contraption is heading.

      You mean that aircraft  Mr Midnight, but I’m still unsure of which one you’re looking at. They all look rather funny today, don’t they?

      The air angels keep moving the fluffy things about. Now my long-shaped doggy formation has turned into something that resembles a milk bowl.

You know how much I love cat milk.

      I’m obviously not quite with it today Mr Midnight. I think I needed another hour or so before having come out here in the garden. I cannot see any milk-bowl shaped fluffy thing in the sky. However, there is a fluffy thing that looks like a boat hovering near the church.

      That’s not a boat Sir W., that’s a milk bowl. Every cat could tell you that. At least you’ve managed to find my fluffy thing in the sky.

Look, it’s changing again.

      I do not wish to be impolite Mr Midnight, but I think this guessing game could go on forever. I’m rather tired you know. Gazing up into the sky is a little tiring on my neck. I love the fluffy things as much as you do Mr Midnight, but I’m not very creative today about guessing their shapes.

Could we do our chill-out game another day?

      I don’t have a problem with that Sir Winston. My little game is rather good for chilling isn’t it. In fact, I feel so chilled that your idea of taking another small nap is quite up my street.

      It’s the little things in life which give so much pleasure, isn’t it? Gazing up into the sky certainly helps to calm oneself down after a hard days slog. What a very satisfying way to spend the day. Time out is always important for us animals.

We should go cloud gazing more often.

      I suppose we should Sir Winston. After all, you often have your head in the clouds so it must be quite appealing.

(C) MAGS 2020

Foreword INDIES Book of the Year Awards Winner

      A bit of an unusual posting for my liking but anyway, daddy thought it appropriate that we inform some of our devoted followers that daddy, Sir Winston and myself, managed to get a Bronze Award at the 2019 Foreword INDIES Book of the Year Awards.

Being a cat, I am not sure what this all means, but daddy seems to be quite pleased, so that is alright with me.

      And it also means that because of this Award thingamabob, Mr Midnight and myself also get extra food rations. The whole business cannot be so bad can it?

      I like winning awards if it means more food sticks. What a great life. Obviously, a few good people are actually  interested in reading our stuff.

      Our book is apparently, available at most online websites, so if you’re interested just pop over to one of them and type “A Helping Paw by Allan Gilmour” and see what comes up on your display thingy.

A few popular websites to find our book are Amazon.com, co.uk, de. Barnes & Noble, Waterstones, or wherever you may find literature at online book stores.

     Anyway, we’ll write a ‘proper’ blog in the near future and once again, thank you to all of those who support us on our blog. We love to hear from you and are most thankful some of you have stuck it out for so long with us.  😉

Copyright (C) MAGS 2020

 

 

Human “groomin”

      Sir Winston, have you also noticed that human beings sometimes appear to lack the art of looking after themselves properly.

We cats are always grooming and washing but some humans obviously appear to think it not so important, at least from what I´ve seen from my observations from the top of the boulders overlooking the school.

      I believe humans do like to get stroked and that they want to care for themselves properly but for some reason, possibly the “time” thingy, washing and caring for ones general appearance doesn´t seem to be high on some human agendas.

       Well, I haven´t seen many pussycats looking straggly and in poor shape. Obviously, wild cats are different but then again, they have to look wild don´t they?

I think it´s a bit of a shame because the human race likes to class itself as being at the top of the evolutionary ladder.  It´s a good job that “sights and appearances” are not part of the concept of classifying oneself as being at the top of the evolutionary ladder.  The human race human wouldn´t stand much of a chance of winning such an award as “Top of the Evolutionary Ladder” if such a contest was based solely on appearance, would they?

      I suppose one shouldn´t judge. Everyone must go through life as they see fit. After all, we cats are not perfect either are we?

      You´re right Sir W. We cats have many faults.

I suppose I noticed so many ragged-looking people simply because as a pussy cat, I like to look at beautiful things. I was a bit shocked, that was all.

Of course, everybody should do what they want and wear what they want.

       In my opinion, grooming not only stops at presenting oneself properly. For me, it also means that I have polite manners and am aware of how I interact with others in my immediate surroundings.

       Quite true Sir Winston. Manners and respect also appear to be traits of yesteryear.

Perhaps manners and respect among humans were also not so high on the agenda in times past but judging from the escapades of today,  values certainly appear to have done a dive.

I mentioned in a previous blog the importance of positive role-models. Orientation seems to be directed towards lower levels of habitation these days. A shame really, especially because it can be so easy to stand-out and be an individual if one applies basic etiquette and humanistic values to one’s life. I try to be a positive role model for other cats myself and although it´s often difficult, through perseverance, I know I can better my character.

       We cats have a lot of time on our paws for “perseverance” Mr Midnight. Humans are so time consumed by their electronic gadgetry. Perseverance requires effort. That´s why it´s easier for us than for humans.

Still, I often see people looking nice when they pass my vantage point, so not all is lost, is it?

(C) Copyright MAGS 2020

 

The end and the beginning

      My, my. What an interesting week we had not so long ago.  The humans had their Easter thingamabob again. Apparently, it is the most important date in their Christian calendar.

      Put the poor humans couldn’t celebrate as normal because of their virus thingy still going around. Still, at least for us pussycats, the virus thingummy and Easter mean we house cats get stroked a little bit more often.

      It’s easy to work out why Easter is so important for the Christian humans – it’s because it’s the end and the beginning of a lifetime.

      I don’t think Christian humans see it quite like that Mr Midnight.

That Jesus chappie managed to get himself killed on Good Friday and then on Sunday, he got up out of bed and was resurrected. A great guy don’t you think?

      A shame he had to get himself killed first though, Sir Winston. Still, nothing’s changed very much since those days. One cannot compare people with that Jesus bloke because he was spiritual, but people who generally, have a lot of good stuff to say on a major scale in society usually, become removed because they are seen as being a danger to those in power. It appears to sadly, be the way of human existence. Thank god we cats have nothing to do with such happenings.

And what’s that thing about Good Friday Sir Winston?  Forgive me if it doesn’t appeal to my sense of humour, but calling a day “Good Friday” for the death of an inspirational, spiritual leader doesn’t quite fit in with my common sense.

      I’ve read in one of daddy’s books that the term “Good Friday” comes from the obsolete sense “pious, holy” of the word “good. It sounds a bit wired but there must be some truth in it. It’s sometimes difficult for a cat to understand human logic.

      Well, I think Easter is a fantastic thing.

One dies and then one is reborn. That’s total animal logic.  🙂

      Oh no, Mr Midnight, the good Christian people believe otherwise. One is born and then, one dies, usually going off to a place of fluffy clouds, harp strings and happiness in the blue sky, or if having been a bad human, one is sent to a very hot, dangerous place forever.

      I’ve heard all about those places and have mentioned once before that if such beliefs are true, then there doesn’t appear to be much hope for the human race does there? It looks like it’s going to get quite full in that hot, dangerous place of eternal suffering.

As all animals in the animal kingdom are aware, such places of eternal bliss or suffering are not a part of our conception.

At some stage, we all die, and then we come back again to further master our soul’s skills. For an animal, it’s common sense really.

      Well, everybody may believe what they wish Mr Midnight. There is nothing wrong with that but as for myself, I think I’ll carry on believing the way we animals believe. After all, nobody really knows, do they?

      It’s common sense, Sir Winston. You know, the sixth sense.

      I was aware Mr Midnight but as an Al Murray once stated, “Common sense is not good enough as it used to be, nor is it common enough”.  🙂

(C) Copyright MAGS 2020

 

 

 

 

“A Helping Paw” – Foreword Reviews Finalist 2019 Indies Book of the Year Awards

      Hello you readers. We just thought we´d send a little message to say that some very nice people over at Foreword Reviews, in a country you call the United States, obviously liked our book, “A Helping Paw” from Sir Winston and myself (not forgetting daddy!).

      They have decided to put it in their “Finalist” list for the Foreword Reviews 2019 Indies Book of the Year Awards.

 

Here is the link with some info and the list of finalists if anyone is interested.

https://www.forewordreviews.com/articles/article/announcing-the-2019-indies-finalists/?utm_source=marketing-email&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=2019-indies-finalists-notification&fbclid=IwAR1xTdpMwvZXPaldHwt967oGYN_4-0-cahTLJeTroiSC_2MUpnDwWXCx0FE

 

      Daddy was ever so chuffed, especially after him having a rough time at the moment what with having to buy us our cheap cat food and all that.

If any of you have any time left after having done your “home office” thingamabob, purrhaps you`d like to read about our adventures.  🙂

     We´ll write a proper post again shortly. All the very best from myself, Sir Winston, and Mr Midnight.

 

      And please dear people, keep safe!   🙂

 

(c) Copyright MAGS 2020

 

 

Pussycats and the virus

      Oh, dear. Look, Sir Winston, daddy has started purchasing those yellow and red metal cat food containers again. It looks like we’re going to have a rough ride again.

      I don’t think he means to give us that stuff Mr Midnight. I think it’s simply a case of his finances dwindling due to the virus situation.

      Yes, you must be right Sir W because usually, he is very kind to us.

      Those virus thingamabobs are sometimes, quite dangerous, and that is why the whole world has been brought to a grinding halt with which to sort itself out.

Who would have believed that the whole planet would suddenly grind to a halt just because somebody in Asia had decided to make bat soup. At least that is what is being said in the animal kingdom.

      I was talking to our two cat neighbours, Russian Blue and Siamese Sue the other day, and they were also of the opinion that the latest virus challenge is in place because the planet needs to change its course.

      I heard about that to Mr Midnight. The rumour going around the animal world is that the virus has now arrived with which to force the human race back onto the right track.

The poor things have been destroying our planet for far too long, and because nobody has really done anything about changing their way of life, the virus has been inserted from the universe with which to change the human course so that it can evolve in a healthier way.  The virus is not here in which to destroy and kill everybody.

      If its mission was to destroy the humans then a much more dangerous virus would have been created.

I believe the humans will now eventually get the message and change their ways and at the end of the day, life will become that much more precious. Positive values and compassion will become important again and the human race will find better solutions to treating our planet.

A lot of humans now have a lot of time on their paws. Perhaps one or two of them will now want to read our little book with which to pass the time. It may even cheer them up.

If you google “a helping paw allan gilmour” on Amazon.com you will be able to find it, although it is available at any other Amazon Store or online book store, or so I’m told.

      It’s still all quite frightening though, isn’t it? Everything is now all up in the air.

      Well, I’m quite happy to help the human race (and daddy) by not being rude when he dishes up that horrible stuff out of those red and yellow metal containers.

We all have to suffer a bit at the moment and I think that even cats can contribute to the human effort to get things back to normal again.

      You’re correct in your assumption Mr Midnight. I will also sacrifice my feeding habits for a while if it helps the humans find new solutions and get happier again.

After all, everyone can contribute to getting things back to normal again can’t they?  Even us cats.   🙂

 

Copyright MAGS 2020 (C)

 

A bit of civility

Mr Midnight ran up the hill which overlooked the house and called out; “Catch me if you can Sir Winston”!

      I can’t run any quicker Mr Midnight. Slow down a bit, will you?

Mr Midnight suddenly came to a grinding halt and waited for Sir Winston to catch up with him.

     I’m glad you made it Sir W.  You certainly took your time.

After both having finished their cat washes, they then both sat next to one another and admired the view.

      It’s great up here isn’t it Mr Midnight. I love admiring the view. It’s especially nice sitting next to you so that we can enjoy the view together.

      The feelings mutual Sir W.

I have a lot of respect for you, especially as you had to clamber up that great big hill with all your weight with which to admire such a wonderful sight.

I know you’re not as nimble as myself so I appreciate your effort in wanting to sit next to me on this beautiful green hill.

      Thank you for being so civil Mr Midnight. Civility is a special attribute in this day and age.

      I’ve also noticed that Sir Winston.

The Western world is not undergoing an immoral age as some may suggest, but in fact, it appears to have lost civility.

      A deficit of good manners is quite apparent.

Moral values are higher than they have ever been but there seems to be a decay of what makes the human social machine function – there is a breakdown of mutual tolerance and respect that allows room in a complex plural society for individuals to live their lives in peace.

      I’m glad I am a pussycat. I live my life in peace. I love sleeping!

      I think civility is based on etiquette and politeness which aid to treat one another with consideration. It creates social and psychological space for people  (and cats!) to live their own lives and make their own choices.

The loss of civility means that social feeling has been replaced by defensiveness, with groups circling their wagons around ‘identity’ concepts of nationality, ethnicity and religion, protecting themselves by putting up barriers against others. Society fragments into sub-groups whose members hope thereby to shield themselves against the abrasive, selfishness and disregard of others.

      My goodness. What a world we live in.

I will continue to be civil to you Sir Winston. We cats can at least try to share a bit of civility about a bit.

I’m sure one day, civility will become important again for the humans. I have noticed some of them trying to be civil.

      We cats are patient beings. As always, we’ll just have to wait and stick it out Mr Midnight.

(C) Copyright MAGS 2020

 

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.

 

Copyright (C) MAGS 2019