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October 11, 2017 / philosophermouseofthehedge

RC Cat: The Waiting Time.

Dramatically lighted actress. Publicity still of Lizabeth Scott. 1945. Life magazine. Phillippe Halsman (USPD/Commons.wikimedia.org)

Reality wait listed.(Halsman/USPD/Commons.wikimedia.org)

Season of The Wait.

Has nothing to do with Wait Time with Customer NotService or Waistline Commiseration (a few months away).

It’s the whole region holding its’ breath ready to chill.

It’s the teenage girl glaring at her closet desperate to put on a new long-sleeved wool sweater or anything with long sleeves at all.

It’s the annoying tree in the back that ignores firm shaking of branches and clutches that last cluster of leaves – way up high so there’s no hope of reaching them even with a rake. Obviously a yardie power struggle..

Each Wait Season, We have witnessed the arrival of the Unfortunates Waifs.

Those small in tattered patch up clothing who migrate each fall hoping to be taken in before winter weather savages those with no shelter.

They stand so straight and tall – in flower beds and by trees as if auditioning for a landscape position. Almost inconspicuously as if hoping the residents might assume they have always been part of the scenery, so of course they must be allowed to stay.

It might help if someone tipped them off and brushed away the straw sticking to them from the last haystack they must have slept in for warmth on the road. Honestly.  The way applicants show up for interviews these days.

Halloween yard decoration scarecrow. Image ©. All rights reserved. Copyrighted. NO permissions granted

While shy, the migrant orphans do not run from you. Looks like she brought her lunch…or are those scouts for the Vegetable Invasion? (Image ©.)

Some years the orphans were said to be fleeing the Chick-among-us. And there were warnings about approaching Seriousians who stare mindlessly without blinking

We, considered a social warrior by many realms, have penned treatises pleading for assistance for these unfortunate children. (Which we shall list here as We know you are interested in Our expertise and guidance on this subject: “Last straw: save the children” Yes, you are welcome.)

However this Waiting Season has seen few huddling children.

Perhaps they worried resources were stretched too thin to support them and have tied their hopes elsewhere.

Or over the years they have become acquire self-consciousness and are hiding in back rooms. Some in society shun the blemished, those with zits.

Locally there is so much discussion of Zikas. (How people love to coin catchy phrases for every little thing these days!) Moisture and humidity are supposed to be good for the skin. Apparently encourages zikas and mold moles, too.

Why the young worry so much about superficial things is a mystery. One should reach out and welcome the characteristics of each age – not hide from what is normal.

Seriously. So concerned there are studies over “Safety and immunogenicity of an Anti-Zika vaccine?” Honestly,when is safety a real issue when living with a zit?

Orphans, We suppose, have no parents to guide them into appropriate perspectives.

A shame. Some are so easily confused.

We are waiting reports of any blow-ups with orphans sticking around in The German’s Realm as it is a bit more north.

Meanwhile, The Molly shall continue to be on the lookout for any sign of annual Vegetable Invasion here.

Cat on blue. Image ©. All rights reserved, copyrighted. no permissions granted

Cat on blue. Might as well be comfortable while We wait..( Image ©.)

We wait. It is the Season of Waiting.

And, yes, We are waiting your Autumn tribute of open cans of cat food.

The shiny lids contrast so well with the colorful leaves. The thought warms Us.

Fall? No, We may be old, but We are careful.

The left side of the sideboard could use a little more silver circular accents among the foliage.

There. No, there. The Paw is pointing – how difficult is it?

We do love balance in arrangements and thoughts.

But you already discerned that.

Adieu.

Audience fini.

Enough waiting on you to leave!

The Paw has waved.

I am RC Cat and I approve this message.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

10 Comments

  1. easyweimaraner / Oct 11 2017 7:25 am

    it is… and it is the time where someone doped all clocks… while we wait christmas is around the corner… and not only one normal gift idea…

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  2. Kate Crimmins / Oct 11 2017 7:43 am

    Even here in the northeast, the leaves are clinging to trees. Fall along with her crispy breezes are lollygagging somewhere.

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  3. shoreacres / Oct 11 2017 7:52 am

    How funny — the last word in today’s Lagniappe post is “waiting.” Apparently, everyone (and everything) understands the experience. No more waiting for us, though. When I stepped out this morning, all I could think was, “Oh, YES!” I wonder if I need to take a jacket to work with me today?

    Speaking of tribute, I stopped at that new pet store yesterday, and bought a can of food called “souffle” and labeled “Chicken Soup for the (Cat) Soul.” It was a dollar, but I thought, what the heck? And lo — she who cannot be pleased ate the stuff. I’m heading back to buy their stock (four cans, as I remember) and ask them to order a few cans in other flavors. I may have found my solution. Of course it’s expensive. Nothing but the best…

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  4. Amy / Oct 11 2017 8:18 am

    No more waiting. We have our new schnauzer puppy and don’t care what else is happening. Our world has shifted, and at 5:30 a.m. I am among those who stare mindlessly without blinking while patiently waiting for the tiny Princess Warrior to do her thing outside.

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  5. Curt Mekemson / Oct 11 2017 1:37 pm

    I’m with the cat. All things come at the appropriate time, the mouse out of its hole, the sound of a can opener, clean kitty litter, the falling leaf to be pounced on— but where or where is the catnip?

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  6. Carrie Rubin / Oct 11 2017 3:02 pm

    Our customs and traditions must look pretty strange to cats, especially our Halloween decorations. Then again, cats treat boxes like they’re full of diamonds and gold, so humans don’t have the market on weird. 😄

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  7. Beth / Oct 11 2017 6:04 pm

    Like a teen girl, I also got excited about the cool front and stood in my closet gazing longingly at the sweaters I can’t wear quite yet.

    Gently bowing and leaving mousies and offierings as I excuse myself.
    Happy Waiting Time, RC!

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  8. LordBeariOfBow / Oct 11 2017 9:13 pm

    I thought it was going to be about a cat of the Roman Catholic faith, silly me 🙂

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  9. Jay E. / Oct 14 2017 8:46 am

    I love the fall, it seems to get shorter every year.

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