Change

I find that Saturday afternoon has always been something special to me. Although I have always worked Saturday mornings, when I get home in the early afternoon, there always appears to be some kind of magic in the air. Perhaps it´s the knowledge that the “working week” has finished for me and I have a few days ahead; or perhaps it has something to do with the fact that I can now take my time attending to my many household chores with the conservative knowledge that Sunday will be the day of rest (at least in our part of the woods!).

Such an afternoon had once again, crept up on me, and I had decided that I would go into the garden to dig up a piece of the lawn in which to make a flower bed and plant a few small bushes.

       What on earth is going off daddy. You´re ruining our little patch.  Are you allowed to just go and change our kingdom like that?

       I thought I would make the garden a bit more interesting. You´d have another area in which to sit.

       Well, I was quite fond of our green kingdom as it was. I know the garden off by paw – what with its many pleasant smells and adorable features.

Now it´s going to be different – AGAIN!

       What´s he up to now Mr Midnight?  The kingdom looks a right mess. It was all nice and pretty before daddy got his botanical gadgets out of the shed.

       Boys please! I thought I would tidy the garden up a bit and make it a bit more attractive for you.

       I bit more attractive?  It looks a right mess.

       I have just started Mr Midnight. I know it doesn´t look much at the moment, but if you would try to be a little bit more patient, it will look a lot better in a couple of hours.

       But why put all the time and effort into it daddy? It looked fine before you started. The green kingdom has always looked how it has. I liked it as it was before.

       Don´t you feel we could do with a little change sometimes Sir Winston?

       Change?  A cat who wants “change” must be ill somehow.  We cats are not so keen on change.

       I can vouch for you Sir Winston. Why change something when you´ve got used to something? It´s nice keeping things just as they are.

       Well, I am quite aware that the modern human race has a big problem with “change” and adapting to new environments but I never thought you two would adopt such a stance.

I am only attending to this small piece of garden. It´s not going to change your lives. You never know, in a few weeks you may even like what I have done.

       We´ll see daddy. We´ll see.

       You carry on then. You can´t leave it like it is. It looks terrible. What will Mr Dog from next door think?

       I´m sure Mr Dog will be over the moon when I have finished. Unlike you two, he´s very flexible to adaption.

Life is always on the move and never stays put, so a small change in the garden isn´t going to do any harm.

We´ll see how you like it when the garden is in full bloom. I think you´ll be surprised if you accept “change” as a chance for something better.

(C) MAGS 2018

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The rapid slip of time

       I can´t believe that it is already the beginning of June. Christmas was not all that long ago and Easter has also already passed us by.

What´s happening.  Has “time” entered a time slip or something?

       I don´t know what you´re talking about daddy. My life is “passing by” as normal. I have lot´s of time on my paws.

       And that´s possibly why daddy seems to find that his life is shooting by so quickly. We have a lot of time on our paws – and he doesn´t!

       Can you remember that I left you both with the neighbours for a couple of nights not so long ago?

       I remember. It´s not quite the same when you´re not around daddy. I miss my fur being stroked properly.

       But the neighbours mean well Mr Midnight.

Anyway, I left you both for two nights because I made a journey to visit the Alsace in France. . . .

       Wherever that is.  🙂

       Let daddy continue Mr Midnight.

       As always, it was as quaint as ever, and those three days seemed to be like an eternity. You see, I hadn´t much to do, apart from hiking, reading and eating. You´re both most likely right in your assumptions. When one has a lot of time, time slows down.

       Precisely daddy. Didn´t you know that already?

       It´s easier for us cats Mr Midnight, because we do not go to work and we haven´t any hobbies. We just enjoy our lives and live in the moment.

       In which to slow down time, the trick appears to not cram our lives with so much stuff. It´s easier said than done but I am going to give it a try. It really did me good to have a few long days just enjoying life in the moment.

       You´d better be careful daddy. You seem to be following in our cat ways. I can thoroughly recommend you give it a bash though. You´ll find that slowing down will do you the world of good.

 

(C) MAGS 2018

 

A dying breed – the gentleman.

       “A gentleman” is defined as being somebody who is chivalrous, courteous or honourable and is also used as a form of address.

       There doesn´t seem to be too many of that kind of people walking the planet in our modern times.

       I suspect that´s because “being a gentleman” seems to be seen as being rather “fuddy-duddy” and old school

       Which is what I just said. There doesn´t appear to be too many of those kind around.  😉

       The word “gentleman”, has the word “gentle” within it, which suggests a caring, considerate, pleasant male person. How does one get to be a gentleman, daddy?

       Among other things; having manners, etiquette and acting with good behaviour.

       A bit like me then really. I always wait ages to get my food and I hardly ever complain. I´m very patient.

I never thought one could class me as being a gentleman pussycat.

       Well there is a bit more to it than just waiting, without complaining, to be fed Mr Midnight.

       What exactly are manners daddy?

       “Manners” are ways of behaving with polite standards. Through customs, one is aware of how to positively interact within society. One puts others before oneself.

       “A gentleman” is certainly a dying breed – putting others BEFORE ONESELF?

       I know; it is rather sad, and the very thought of putting others first is a notion difficult to comprehend for many in the 21st century.

       Perhaps you human “gentlemen” are copying us cats.  We often put ourselves first.

       But we try to do it in a nice way Mr Midnight. Our behaviour is only our instinct calling.

       I believe that if one possesses manners, then one has had an upbringing and is educated. Instruction in younger years appears to be a thing of the past. It appears appealing to want to do what we want to do without thinking of others.

How are we suppossed to have manners and etiquette when nobody has taught us?

       Well being a gentleman may be a difficult task but I think it is well worth it.

Most people, especially the male variety, wish to portray how cool they are.

I can´t think of anything more elegant, sophisticated and cool than being a gentleman.

       One would certainly stand out in the crowd if one was a gentleman in our modern times!

(C) Copyright MAGS 2018

 

The changing weather

       We´ve been having quite a bit of snow these last few weeks, haven´t we.

       I´m not too keen on all that white stuff. It´s so terribly cold underfoot.

       I´m quite fond of it myself. It looks so very pretty and it appears that nature slows down, or even falls into a deep sleep. I love sleeping.

       I suspect you don`t mind the white stuff because you don´t have to shift it all in the morning, Sir Winston. That´s daddy´s job.

       Snow is all part and parcel of living in the Black Forest in winter but to tell you the truth, my British roots prefer a life without all this snow.

       Why do they make it all white daddy?  Is it because they want to make our world appear pretty again?

       “They” make it snow simply because that´s how our weather system works Mr Midnight. When at the right temperature, moisture in the air turns into snow.

       Weather systems are changing all the time Mr Midnight. I find that things are getting more dramatic as the years go by.

       That must be because of the humans. They love faffing about with everything and one reaps what one sows.

       Some of us humans believe the changing weather has nothing to do with human existence.

       You could have fooled me!  🙂

       I believe it has something to do with the natural behaviour of our planet and catylistic attitudes and lifestyles of the human race.

       I think that most of us humans are aware that climate change is moving at a rapid pace, but because we are humans, the individual believes that he/she cannot do anything about it.

If applying such a mentality, it becomes obvious that our futures are going to change quicker than most of us want to believe.

       Us cats just look after ourselves. I thought you humans were a little cleverer than our cat philosophy.

If you all made a slight effort to rectify your lifestyles then future generations would also have a chance to enjoy this wonderful planet.

       I´ll not give up. I still have hope.

       Some of us humans are getting to grips with the climate situation and although it´s a hard and difficult path, I do believe we will get there in the end. Afterall, anything with a value is worth fighting for.

(C) Copyright MAGS 2018

The end of another year.

       I really don´t know where this year went to. It seems like only yesterday when we were celebrating the start of another year.

       Does that mean we will be putting up that strange looking tree with all that shiny, glittering stuff and flashing lights again daddy?

       An even worse; does that mean the night will be filled with terrible noise and bright, flashing lights as well?

       In reply to your two questions; yes. It is indeed, that time of year again.

       The time when that Jesus chappie has his birthday and all you folks make the sky fill up with smoke and noise.

       They call that thingamabob the New Year Mr Midnight.

       I´m sure you´ll both survive. Like every year, I will stay at home and look after you both. There really is nothing to worry about. You´ll just have to grin and bare it again I´m afraid.

       Well, I´m getting used to it now but I also find it hard to believe that another year has passed us by.

I must have been sleeping half the time because I didn´t really notice how quickly life speeds on by.

       I think you were sleeping three-quarters of the time Sir Winston. That´s why life passes us by so quickly.

The humans don´t sleep as much as us cats but many of them also seem to notice how quickly one of their years has gone by.

       Perhaps that has something to do with the fact that we make too many appointments and most of us are generally, always on the run. We appear to have little time to enjoy life.

       Modern humans seem to like stressy lives don´t they. I´m glad I´m a pussy cat this time around.

      And that´s why we should all try to live our lives in the moment. If we did, I´m sure life would be that much more enjoyable. Us cats haven´t mastered the art yet but most cats certainly try to chill out in life.

         The three of us wish to thank those of you who have followed and occasionally read a few of our blogs. We hope you find the time to slow down in your coming New Year and wish you all a very, merry christmas.

With love from Mr Midnight, Sir Winston, and myself.

The Key(s) to life – from a pussycats point of view!

       I believe that the key to life is to discover your balance; and I don´t mean when trying to see how difficult it is to balance when walking along the garden fence.

There are in fact, four main keys, with a central core key in the middle.  I believe that if one manages to use those keys correctly in life then one will be free of illness and be satisfied, hence being able to enjoy life to its full capacity.

       Well, that´s what life is supposed to be all about I think. Enjoyment, contentment and satisfaction.

Can you name the four keys and core key required for a meaningful life Mr Midnight?

       Easy peasy.

The first key is to eat “proper” food; not the stuff food companies want you to eat.

The second is to drink enough “proper” fluids.

The third is to move about as much as possible.

And the fourth is to get enough sleep with which to recharge the old batteries.

These four keys surround the main, core key, which happens to be the key called “Love”. I do mean, “proper, genuine” love and not the love where one just loves ones family and immediate friends.

       I must admit, it really is a continual life journey to be able to master the art of true love. I mean, because of our natural instincts, we often kill other small little beings.  It´s not very nice is it, but I can´t seem to help myself. True love means one respects ALL things. Still, at least I´m conscious of the fact and am working on it.

      The humans are exactly the same. The poor dears often believe they have genuine love within themselves and then they will go and eat us animals. Thank goodness they don´t eat pussycats in our neck of the woods. Still, I suppose understanding what “true love” is all about is a matter of perception.

      If one manages to discover ones own balance in life, allowing ones compass to guide oneself, then it will become more difficult to get ill or experience tragic circumstances.

       Precisely, one must discover ones own balance and believe in oneself.

If one of the keys, or compass points, is misaligned then illness will eventually creep into ones life.

I sometimes have a problem with my right eye, if being truthful, perhaps because there are some things I don´t want to see in life.

       That´s probably why many humans do not hear so well. There are things in life which they do not want to hear. The body is a clever “machine” and will help sort out your problems.

       The body says; your wish is my command and hey presto – if one cannot look at some areas of life the body helps you and makes your vision become more blurred, as in my case

       I believe that it is the same with all illnesses. Contrary to popular belief and what Governments and the pharmaceutical industry wish to make us all believe, illness does not just come out of the blue.

If we avoid maintaining our bodies then our bodies will eventually, fall to pieces. The choice is ours.

       I think the magic word is called “self-responsibility” Sir Winston.

It´s the same with next door neighbours dog. He can´t hardly walk but he must keep on the move. Perhaps he should stay put sometimes because there is something waiting for him to discover. His body helps him by gradually “making” him stay put. A shame the outcome has to be so tragic.

       I suppose we are all afraid of looking at the real truth. Indeed, fear is the main motivator for illness. Most illnesses appear because of some deep-rooted fear somewhere or another.

Although because I am a cat and cannot understand it all, I can recommend a small book by Louise Hay which is called “Heal your Body”. It may help some of you folks discover the proper key for your own journey.

       And although it is rather trying sometimes, please try and align your compass. You´ll feel a better person if you can.

With love from Sir Winston and myself, Mr Midnight.

 

(C) Copyright MAGS 2017

Individualism, oddities and errors.

A wet Sunday afternoon and with nothing much else to do today, Mr Midnight, Sir Winston and myself decided that we would spend an hour or two in the “hobby room” and sort through a pile of my old postage stamps.

       Here´s an album full of misfits, oddities and rarities.  It could be quite interesting. I haven´t looked at this collection for a while.

       Can we please have a look at them, daddy?  The stamp-collecting thing is so fascinating.

       Well, I´m not too bothered about them to tell you the truth. I can´t see the fascination for collecting old pieces of paper. I´d sooner have a snooze I think.

       Come on Mr Midnight. Shake a leg or two or three and try and show a bit of interest. You could learn something.

       Alright then. Let´s have a butchers. Try and impress me if you can.

       Here´s a stamp from the American / British Zone of Germany from 1 September, 1946.  It has the catalogue number 90 and has been perforated twice.

       What´s perforated daddy?

       It´s the way a postage stamp has been cut out. The teeth of the stamp above have been cut twice.

       What a silly thing to do.

       But it looks funny, doesn´t it.

       And look at this one. This stamp is from 26th June 1943 and has the catalogue number 851.  It doesn´t have any perforations; er sorry Mr Midnight, it has no teeth.

       That´s weird, isn´t it. Fancy having a postage stamp with no teeth.

       I´m quite fond of these two stamps because they have the “cent” number missing and part of the text on the left-hand side. Obviously, the ink ran out. The first stamp is what the stamp should look like.

       They really are beauties, aren´t they. They´re not perfect but very special.

       Next up is the 1999 Block from Germany. It has been cut wrong and is quite unique. I had a bit of luck getting hold of this block at an auction.

       It´s very irregular.

       Fancy sticking that thing on your envelope. You´d be the laughing stock.

       I think that´s enough rare stamps for today don´t you?  I´ll just show you one of my personal favourites. The Otto Dix Stamp catalogued Mi.Nr 1572 (VZ). The original is on the left and I think you can spot the mistake on this stamp.

       The poor lady has lost her head. Oh dear.

       Why do you like misprints and errors? They´re all so very odd.

       Perhaps because in a way, I find them very appealing. They are all different from how they should appear and in that sense, original and individual. People don´t seem to like things that appear odd but I believe that if one is a true individual,  one may find it a bit harder to get through life but at the end of the day, one is a lot more satisfied and can enjoy life that much easier.

I find it a shame that many seem to abide by what the masses dictate and then they wonder why they are not happy in life.

We should all have the same basic rights but contrary to what our Governments inform us, we are still, all individuals with differing views, needs and requirements.

       So you humans would sooner be like us cats?  We love our freedom!

       In a way, I suppose you could be right Mr Midnight. Not all humans will want to live in true freedom because true freedom can be quite hard work. Self-responsibility is not everybody´s cup of tea but if one is a liberal being, one will respect that fact.

       Well, self-responsibility, freedom or whatever. I found daddy´s little postage stamp excursion quite interesting. I just hope he hasn´t bored too many of our readers this time around!

(C) Copyright MAGS 2017