Cat musings about Covid19

      I was talking to Ivan the Russian Blue yesterday Sir Winston, and he informed me that the humans are still struggling with their vaccination programs. Their virus thingummy seems to have them all under control, the poor dears.

     Well, Suzy the Siamese told me that she had heard in her native part of the woods, a place they call Asia, I believe, that they had things under control as regards their virus. I think their Chinese people invented a vaccine to help the poor humans.

      Ivan said that his native people had also invented a vaccine which they have named ‘Sputnik V`.

I am not sure what a ‘Sputnik’ is but I’m sure Ivan knows what he’s talking about.

      I was under the impression that a ‘Sputnik` was some kind of satellite. It must have been difficult creating such a thing to put into the bodies of humans.

     I don’t know what a Sputnik is either, Sir Winston. Human beings do have fancy names for their things, don`t they.

      Perhaps you should ask Ivan if he knows what a Sputnik is. After all, initially, he does come from that part of the world.

      Can you remember Karen, the British Shorthair cat, Sir Winston?

     Oh yes, I know her. What is she up to these days?  She`s a great laugh.

      I met her as I was creeping around the back of the  next-door neighbours shed a couple of nights ago. After a general chit chat, we also got onto the subject of Covid19.

      Well, you can’t go about your daily routine these days without hearing something about Corona. I think the humans have banished all other illnesses and we only have one illness left these days.

      You’re right there Sir W. Anyway, Karen told me that in her country, the UK and Sweden had invented Astra Zeneca to help the poor humans. What’s an Astra? What’s a Zeneca?

      How about asking Marius the Norwegian Forest cat who lives two streets away?  He’s not from Sweden but Norway I believe, is near enough. Perhaps he knows.

      I don’t see him very often because he`s always in the forest. I’m afraid of the forest. It’s too spooky for my liking.

      I had heard on the grapevine that Astra deviates from the  Latin word ‘Astrum` , which means star, and that Zeneca means ‘one from the stars’.  I think they called it that because their Corona, as the name suggests, is shaped like a star or crown. I could be wrong though. You know how vague things are on the grapevine.

      It’s amazing that the humans can see the Coronavirus thingy. I thought we cats had good eyesight but the humans must see much more clearly than we cats. By the way, I would much prefer a bowl of milk to a grapevine, Sir Winston.

      Bob, the American Shorthair and Persian Afra said that there was also a vaccine called Moderna on the market. It seems to be working quite well. I met them both last week as I was playing with the leaves in the school garden over the road. They also mentioned  substances called BioNthech-Pfizer and Johnson& Johnson.

      Those two are very knowledgeable. They are always very well informed.

I must say, the humans seem to be getting their act together. Personally, I would be thankful when I am not inundated with Corona news every day. It’s serious stuff, but life still has to go on as normal as possible – at least for pussycats.  🙂

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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.

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Seasonal greetings from the cats

      Hello everybody. I just wanted to wish you all a very happy Christmas and a great New Year 2021!

      The same from me as well, especially after you humans having had such a rotten 2020 what with your virus thingy and everything.

      Don’t mention the virus thing, Sir Winston. The poor human beings have had a lot on their plates this last year and now they want to at least, try and enjoy their Christmas do.

      I didn’t mean to be rude or anything. I am just thankful that I don’t have to wear one of those funny-looking mouth protectors. I hope the poor humans look after themselves as best they can and that they can at least switch off a little bit at Christmas time. I like Christmas time. Daddy makes the house look really nice.  🙂

      I must say, if the human Governments made us cats have to wear those things as well then the world would really be in a mess. Who’s ever seen a cat wearing such a device. If it helps the humans save lives then it’s a good thing, and I suppose if we cats could also contribute to saving human lives, we naturally, would do so by wearing a mask thing.

I am just so thankful that the virus and those Government people leave us cats alone. The humans will sort their problem out.

I hope they can enjoy Christmas as much as we usually do.

      Here’s a picture from some of our friends to help you humans cheer up a bit.

      They do look an odd bunch, don’t they?

Sir Winston and myself wish all of you a very Happy Christmas and a positive, fantastic 2021.

      And Mr Midnight and I would also like to once again, thank all of you who have occasionally, visited our blog. We really do appreciate your short stay at our place.

ALL THE VERY BEST AND PLEASE, STAY SAFE !    🙂   🙂   🙂

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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.

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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?

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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”.  🙂

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“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!   🙂

 

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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.   🙂

 

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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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