Life is fun and games.

It had been raining for a very long time and the boys were now starting to get agitated.  They had to burn-up their energies somehow.

SW-Avatar       Catch me, catch me Mr Midnight – if you can!

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Sir Winston darted upstairs into the attic but couldn´t  seem to shake Mr Midnight off.

MM-Avatar       I´ll get you, you little rascal, just see if I don´t.

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A few empty storage boxes fell to the floor and carefully stacked items were strewn all over the place. Mr Midnight wasn´t going to give up because although Sir Winston was stronger than himself, he certainly wasn´t as nimble.

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Sir Winston cried in full-swing,

SW-Avatar       Watch out!  You´ll have daddy´s things knocked over.

MM-Avatar       Excuses to slow me down Sir Winston.  You´re not getting away this time.

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Sir Winston dived over the painting canvases in the far corner of the attic and craftily managed to get himself tucked behind the old cupboard which stood slightly ajar from the wall.

Mr Midnight skidded to a halt and frustratingly eyed Sir Winston.

MM-Avatar       And what are you going to do now Sir Winston.  You´re trapped.  How are you going to get past me?

SW-Avatar       I´m not, am I.  I´d say that this time, we both win.  If we don´t call it a draw then I will just have to wait it out. You know how patient I can be.

Your stomach will start grumbling in 10 minutes and then you´ll have to desert your post.

MM-Avatar       Dessert?  That´s a good idea. But I haven´t had my mains yet.  🙂

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A slight draft from a half opened window made  a  piece of cord which was dangling from one of the shelves, suddenly sway in front of Mr Midnight’s watchful eyes.

He quickly lost interest in “guarding” Sir Winston’s hiding place and without hesitation, he sprang up and went over to investigate the mysterious object.

(It was in fact the ends of a string pulley attached to some window blinds which had been stored on the shelf but Mr Midnight was totally baffled by them).

Sir Winston peeped around the corner of his hiding place and curiously observed Mr Midnight’s antics.

MM-Avatar       Look Sir Winston –  the things moving from side to side. Let me get my paws on it.  It´s not easy – the silly things so light and it smells a little fusty.

I´ll hook my claws into it – if I can.  🙂

SW-Avatar       Oh go on Mr Midnight.  Let´s find out what it is, but please be careful. We don´t want any accidents.  Daddy will moan at us.

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As just as Sir Winston had finished saying “…daddy will moan at us”, Mr Midnight’s claw got stuck in the cord and after having released his claw at the same time,   the whole lot came tumbling down.

As scared as hell, the lads ran in opposite directions.  The din was colossal.

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After having hid for what seemed like ages, they both slowly emerged from their hiding places with which to examine the damage.

MM-Avatar       My, my.  It could be worse I suppose.

SW-Avatar       What do you mean by “it could be worse”.  It looks a right mess.  What´s daddy going to say when he sees all this stuff lying around. I don´t even know what most of it is supposed to be.

MM-Avatar       Well, stop crying over spilt milk and help me put the stuff back on the shelf – although I´m not quite sure how we´re going to do that what with our little legs and paws.

Do you think daddy will notice if we just shove the stuff into that far corner?

SW-Avatar       We could try putting it all behind my hiding place behind the old cupboard.

MM-Avatar       Purrrhaps  daddy has still  got his  sense of humour.  I´ve observed that many humans seem to have lost their humour but daddy is rather comical sometimes.

SW-Avatar       You´re right on that one Mr Midnight. Grown-up humans always seem to act so seriously.  No wonder they´re often miserable half the time and in need of superficial entertainment.  They seem to have lost their playfullness.  Only human children still understand the necessity to playfully, go through life.

MM-Avatar       Well let´s try and clear up some of this mess and just hope that daddy´s humour will shine on through.

SW-Avatar       We could say that we did it on purrrpose with which to test his sense of humour.

MM-Avatar       Oh I´m sure that he´s game. I have faith in him.

Now come on SIr Winston. Stop chatting about and help me please.  I´m getting famished.  🙂

 

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Slow the pace

       Daddy told me off a little the other day Sir Winston. I can´t really blame him though because he was appearing rather flushed and stressed up. I´m sure he didn´t know how he was reacting.

       Was he in one of those “rushing around moods”?

You know, when he slips into that “trying to do three or four things at once” mode?

       How right you are Sir W. He is only human, so I suppose he can be excused.  🙂

       And what was he going on about?

       I think he was a bit perturbed by the fact that I had had a little sleep in the garden for about 15 or 16 hours or so, and he was still sweating away in the heat trying to get things done.

      Poor daddy, it´s most unusual for him to lose his rag.

Humans are such busy boddies aren´t they.

       I was talking to Karl the snail only this morning and he mentioned how terribly fast-paced the human world seems to be.

       Yes, snails have got it all worked out haven´t they. They just take their time.

I met the lizards Helmut, Günter and Getrud the other day and they were also a little baffled as to why the human race races all the time. They were having a nice sun bathe on our favourite rocks.

I told them that they too, often scurried about a lot, but they informed me that they rest more than they scurry.

       The same with Helga and Ingrid from down the road.

       I don´t think I´ve ever met them two. Who are they again?

       They´re the two rabbits who live in that little copse of trees down the road. You must have met them?

       I can´t remember them. I thought rabbits were also quite active.

       Not Helga and Ingrid. They just sit half the time, twitching their noses. It sometimes annoys me but I guess they can´t help it.

       Can you remember Horst, Heike, Uwe and Wolfgang?

       You mean the squirrel family from over the way?

       Yes.  They´re often rushing about the place but they once told me they have it in their genes. They were a little nuts the day I met them because they thought the human race was copying them all the time – you know, erratically rushing about, just like squirrels do. They´re quire paranoid sometimes.

       They always have nuts on their mind – but in the brain as well?

Life is supposed to be enjoyed at a sedate pace. If one goes to fast through life one misses out on all the important bits.

       And there is so much to miss in life!

Humans, take your time and chill a little more. If it helps things, pretend you´re a pussy cat or Karl the snail or something. Life isn´t supposed to be taken too seriously and you only have one life this time around.  🙂

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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

 

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.

 

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Be yourself!

Sitting on top of the boulders which overlooked our house was the perfect place to be for Mr Midnight and Sir Winston, especially on warm, sunny days.

       It´s kind of nice that the weather angels have made an effort today and warmed up our favourite sitting place.

      I´m most grateful. It´s a wonderful view from up here and it´s even more special when the weather angels are in a good mood.

       Look who´s leaving our neighbours house.  Mr Dog is taking his human for a walk again.

      I think it´s the other way around Mr Midnight. Doggies love obeying human beings and they often copy  their masters actions.

      But I was under the strong impression that human beings loved copying one another. Surely Mr Dog hasn´t fallen so low as to blindly follow instruction from the humans. I must be very naive because I believed it to be the other way around.

      Doggies can´t help it Mr Midnight. They wish to be loved properly and will do almost anything to please their masters.

I think he´s a happy dog though.

      Well thank goodness I´m a cat!

I´m not having any of that “blind obedience” stuff. Surely souls are supposed to go through life with their own free will. That´s what my cat intuition informs me.

      Which is probably why so many people dislike cats Mr Midnight.

Although lots of human beings adore us,  many seem to dislike us.

      I thought those who dislike cats were simply afraid of us.

      Oh no no. I don´t think that´s right Mr M.

I believe it has more to do with the fact that some human beings need to have control over other souls and because it is not in our cat nature to be as obedient as Mr Dog next door, they find our behaviour unnerving.

      But they could learn a thing or two from us cats couldn´t they.

How about trying to learn to let go of things and to go with the flow of life.  That would be a great start.

      They either don´t want to let go of things, much preferring to adhere to their past patterns and habits, or they simply cannot let go because of being afraid to do so.

Of course, most human beings would never admit to such a possibility.

      Well as long as everybody is happy about being controlled by others it´s fine by me.

As for myself, I´m really thankful that I´m a cat and that I understand the true meaning of the word “freedom”.

      I suspect that if being truthful, many human beings are not happy with their current situations but the road to true freedom is a long one. Thank goodness at least some are on their way.

      Well `m going to have a little nap now on these wonderful heated boulders. They are really good for preventing  sciatica problems.

       I´ll keep you company if you don´t mind. 🙂

 

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Is Your Health Really Important?

The sun was shining and a cool, light westerly breeze stroked the fur of Mr Midnight and Sir Winston as they sat atop the boulders overlooking their kingdom. They often sat upon the boulders when they were in a philosophising mood and today, was one of those days.

  (The patch of green Mr Midnight and Sir Winston adore.)

       As usual Sir Winston, I can´t make head nor tail of the human psyche.  They are a baffling lot aren´t they.

       What are you going on about Mr Midnight?  I must admit, human behaviour is sometimes difficult to get to grips with but I suppose it´s no different than a human trying to fathom out a cats behaviour.

       You´re probably correct in your assumption Sir W. but at least we cats do not say things that aren´t true.  We are always true to ourselves and never claim things that are simply not true.

       I don´t know what you´re waffling on about Mr Midnight so perhaps you can lend me a paw to understand.

       Well, I´ve noticed that among other things, human beings often claim that their health is one the most important things in their lives.

       And what´s wrong with that?

       The claim´s not true is it.

I think many must have a dose of that illness that creates fake activity – fake news I think they call it. Faking appears to be the sign-of-the-times.

       Can you elaborate a little please?

       How can human´s claim that their health is so important while at the same time, they seem to do very little for their health?

They must believe that one becomes ill just out of the blue and that they themselves, have nothing to do with their illness.

       I believe that is indeed, the assumption of many human beings.  I feel sorry for them in a way.

       He could be wrong, but I`ve heard from Vladimir the Russian Blue pussycat from down the road that human beings are often unconcious of how they treat their bodies.

For example, they seem to always be attached to their mobile gadgets . . . .

        . . .  sorry for interrupting but I think they need the gadgets in which to get through life. The things appear to be very addictive – even life-saving.

       There could be some truth to what you say Sir W.

Human beings will sadly, often eat their meals in a most unhealthy manner and I´ve heard from Mr Dog next door that their food quality is also not what it should be or what is suggested on the labels of their food.

From my observations, the majority appear to ignore the fact that modern human lifestyles destroy our environment. Human beings often don´t drink enough fluids.  They don´t move about very much, apart from when wheels of some description are underneath their person and they frequently abuse their bodies by denying themselves enough quality sleep.

       Quality sleep is something the humans could learn from us pussycats.

Sleeping allows our bodies to recharge for the next day. Without a recharge our energies eventually become exhausted.  That´s when problems start to occur.

One has to feel sorry for the humans doesn´t one.

       And that´s why I find their claim about their health being important to be somewhat bizarre.

If a person cannot take time to care for themself properly then who is going to look after them?

The human beings are certainly a baffling species sometimes.

       I´m sure they´ll get the hang of how to go through life smoothly eventually.  They just need a little more practice that´s all.

       Perhaps the human beings should try to love themselves a little more and then some of their illnesses would perhaps, disappear.

       Love is certainly good medicine Mr Midnight.

       We both wish you human beings all the very best on your journey of discovery and hope that some of you discover the secret to staying nice and healthy.  It really is up to you which way you decide to go.

Love from Mr Midnight and Sir Winston.  xxx

 

(C) MAGS June 2017.