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October 7, 2016 / philosophermouseofthehedge

K9s considering costumes

Dear Molly,

As it appears that little Bella will not get her butt out is now a fixture in my household, I am considering matching Halloween costumes for this year. Like twins. It’s a time for pretend, not reality.

A snapshot is being sent for your perusal and comments.

Sadly, the young one didn’t understand we were to be class scholars not class clowns.

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Some sort of classy.©


When her demeanor was snorted at, she chortled something about clowns being this season’s terror. She should not be allowed to watch TV or listen to political discussions.

I see your dilemma between a Flower Child (so easy with the drive-thru bushes in your yard) and punk rocker (Indeed, Mohawks are quite the a show stopper).

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Dress rehearsal©

Decisions. Decisions. Luckily, we have time to dig up something really good. (To clarify, not talking squirrels here.)

Speaking of rodents, while your efforts to convince RC Cat you could be BFFs are admirable, I do not think the “Hello Kitty” dog costume would really be enough to convince HRH to play.

Please do not send any more costume links this way.

Bella is whining about that Rasta Dog outfit. I’d humourously suggest the pinata pup costume, but she might not get the joke and insist on it, then be so sad when small children stated poking her for candy.

We shall look forward to see what you finally choose.

Yes, organic is cooler – and can serve as a snack if you get bored.

Personally I’ve always found cotton and wool so much more digestible than man-made poly or synthetic fabrics. As far as fringe and rugs anyway.

As for me, if I had my way, I’d imitate a Tornado Drill Participant and simply sit in the bathtub all Holler-Ring night. But as RC Canine of a Realm, one must watch over their charges, even if it is unsettling.

Yours in fur,

The German

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Paws for peace.

Want more? The German was floored during her first Halloween as an RC.






October 5, 2016 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Poe knows light

A paradox as daylight drifts into winter hiding and dark tales add shivers not temperature related.

Why if it’s “star light, star bright” is space so dark?

Poe tried to tell them. But it didn’t pay off for him. About $14 bucks is all.

Edgar Allan Poe knew they would call him mad.

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Shadows hungry as the wolf: half-breeds born of uncertain darkness and clarifying light. Real mutts©

His stories were reason enough, but that essay: “Eureka, An Essay on the Material and Spiritual Universe” did it.

All that “because Nothing was, therefore All things are”

Along with “space and duration are one”

“Spirit and matter are made of the same essence”

A few words spun about “the speed of stars, diameters of planets and distance between them, the weight of Earth, and the orbit of the new Leverrier’s planet”(Neptune).

Then there was that odd at the time thought that the universe started with a single particle, a “primordial particle” which suddenly, for some reason, blew apart and formed all the particles of the universe.

Public reaction was mixed in 1848.

  • At the time, people scoffed the essay was all a joke. Pointing at all the puns and parodies of names of experts and historical thinkers.
  • Some were offended and called it anti-religious. Poe actually called God an author and “the Universe a plot of God”. Then that bit about everyone looking for God was because originally all were small particles of God. But Poe did say “the plots of God are perfect”, so that should have made it OK, right?

Poe himself called it a poem and asked the essay be judged as a work of art. He believed in later years the essay would be understood and proved true.

Archimede shouting "I've got it" upon pondering displacement while splashing in bath. By Arlindi1999. (

Not Poe, but source of his essay title. Archimedes shouting “I’ve got it” after pondering displacement while splashing in his bath. (Ancient Greek mathematician, physicist,engineer, inventor and astronomer)(

Oddly, science fiction often does become science fact or at least science theory. 

In 1987, cosmologist Edward Robert Harrison published “Darkness at Night: A Riddle of the Universe” where he cites Poe’s ideas as being on the right track after all.

(Read more here. There’s isn’t space to go into red shifting, blue shifting, Olbers’ Paradox. Poe seemed be the first to offer a plausible explanation of why the sky is dark and a “cosmological theory that anticipated black holes and the Big Crunch theory”)

So was Poe a mad man or simply ahead of his time?

  • French author Paul Valéry (1871-1945) considered Poe’s essay “an abstract poem based on mathematical foundations” and said it should be valued for both the poetic and scientific merit.
  • Astrophysicist Arthur Stanley Eddington (1882-1944) said “Eureka is not a work of dotage or disordered mind”
  • Albert Einstein called Poe’s Eureka “a beautiful achievement of an unusually independent mind.”
  • And then there’s the modern group who feel Eureka can be used to decipher meaning from all Poe’s fiction – that all his works involve similar theories. (And if you think about it, you can see….)

And you thought he only wrote scary stories.

Sigh. $14.00 for a masterpiece with legs. Now that’s the real horror.

Don’t let it haunt you.

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge

Looking for a haunting Poe-style story?  1. here,  2. here, or 3. here.

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Art imitates life. Artist/sculptor Alberto Giacometti said he was “sculpting not the human figure but ‘the shadow that is cast’ ” And so he did. ©


October 3, 2016 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Life on the way out.

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Geesch. Unannounced visitor? What time is it? OK, manners. Even for the spirited.©

People are always stopping by on their way out.

If you’ve grown up around really old people, you know they do what they want.

You’re polite – especially when they are in a hurry and say, “Now, listen, Only have a minute. I wanted to tell you this…”

 Smiles. Nods. And “Yes, ma’am”, “Yes, Sir” until off they go.

Sue came by after we’d already gone to bed. Quiet, but firm on a having few words.

(Old people don’t sleep much. “Too much to do. Too little time”, they say.)

I offered to get my husband up for her – as she was his, but she said, “No please don’t wake him. Don’t want to disturb him this late. I came to see you.”

Now Sue was old school. Like from the 1950’s. Like from The Help.

She arrived in the storm after the death of a mother to steady the ship and get the deck hands scrubbed up and constructively occupied.

Formidable, Sue was well-known in the neighborhood. Respected is an understatement.

More stories about her than stars in the sky.

“Mrs. J,” said Sue upon discovering a young 4-year-old pants-less boy between the screen door and kitchen door, “your youngest has just done his business on our back door step. I’ll clean him up and send him home, but you might want to have a talk with him. Have a feeling he tried, but couldn’t get our door knob to work.”

Sue had childhood dirt on EVERYONE. She was the neighborhood source of endless rescues. Never put up with nonsense. Could see through anything, but always the forgiving angel in an apron.

Not forgotten by grown children either. There was some unspoken competition over who would “get” Sue when she couldn’t live on her own – who had the best accommodations prepared. As she aged, dinners came to her. Not as good as her own cooking, but nothing to clean up later she’d joke.

Sue had a great sense of humor. We got along from the start.

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An opening or is that a closing? No matter.©

But late that night, there Sue stood. In front of me. She said she got the call and was leaving.

One never questioned Sue.

“No, don’t wake him. I came to see you. Now tell your husband and his sisters to not fret or be sad. You tell them to not fight and to get along. And no tears. He’s called me home.”

And with that she left.

The next morning was just ordinary. I didn’t say anything as some things have to be timed.

Then he came in and said, “I just got a call. Sue died last night.”

Taking a deep breath, I said,  “I know. Late last night she came by to say goodbye.”

People are always stopping by on their way out.

I always listen. And remember.

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge.

Keeping tradition, I tell one tale a year – early in October. So these won’t be confused with the Halloween hype – ’cause they aren’t like that. In the fall as when that’s when many leave: after birthdays and before Thanksgiving. I have theories about that. 

Other spooky, but also true tales: “Dark, Stormy, and Spooky. Mommy!”, or  “Beside Her”.

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Apparently it is too much to ask them to knock. Besides it would wake the dog and delay what needs to be heard.©




September 30, 2016 / philosophermouseofthehedge

King of Wrote and Role

King of cool. Elvis Presley-1958.King Creole trailer. Paramount pictures/ USPD:, no cr. notice /

Not this king – although he thinks he is. (Elvis Presley/King Creole/USPD/

King of the world.

I know. It’s you.

Secretly, anyway. Won’t tell of your delusions aspirations.

Toddlers, teenagers who weren’t where they were supposed to be, and those high profiles, they know.

Say anything with enough confidence, loudly enough, and often enough, it becomes fact.

Of course, it doesn’t hurt to have an army behind you: fan club, paparazzi, mean girls, marchers, the petition oriented, mom….

All armed with whatever works. Ready to rule.

Although there are those who need not the followers.

Secure by their own grasp.

Sustained on what appears at their feet.

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Star of his kingdom, Regal Rex watches his world roll round.©

They become the stuff of mists and legends.

On top of the world

Having a lot more fun without the rabble babble.

If in doubt, venture on without.

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge

With friends in high places, easy to become star struck, so…

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No, the sky is not falling. You’d think so. It’s only Chinese space junk. Fine. ©


September 28, 2016 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Scary Organics

As the leaf turns, thoughts naturally grow towards outfits.

Pointedly unperturbed by snickers over last year’s efforts, the search is on for this year’s party attire.

Natural is best. Going green. Nothing wrong with found materials constructions. A challenge, but they are up to it.

So far some ideas planted for Halloween capers:

Totally taken by Madame de Pompadour and Queen Marie Antoinette’s portrait

Look at that woman's hairdo! Queen Marie-Antoinette (1790s - Kucharsky/USPD: artist life/

Pretty good replication of that hair and lace ruffle, yes?

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plant Halloween costume inspired by Marie Antoinette. ©

Some cultivate a more modern look. That Punk rocker hairstyle tends to stick around.

Three men in punk rocker gear..Japanese punk rockers 2012 (image by missile/

This natural, organic interpretation is in its’ early stages. Not gelled yet:

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Plant punk. (A bit tame, since probably worried the gardener  won’t like it. Chop chop could prune all party aspirations.)©

Others are still crisp with enthusiasm for Star Wars Characters like Chewbacca.

Halloween costume. Star Wars. Chewbacca. (Mens costume-OSF) from

Oh, sorry, Didn’t mean to intrude. Some costumes take a little longer to gather together, but you get the general idea.

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Wait! Wait! I don’t have it all on yet! No peeking. WIP. ©

Fertile thinking, recycling natural, and organic materials are good for the pocketbook and the environment.

But seriously, we spend enough feeding and nurturing these plants, now they want Halloween costumes, too?

That’s getting a bit spooky…

Have they been wondering about their rooted heritage or watching “Little Shop of Horrors” one time too many?

All treats and no tricks here. Have some mulch.

Going to seed,

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge

More about pruning a sharp crop:  “To the Point. Faulty Logic”, or  “Getting to the Point”

OMG.They are auditioning bands for their holiday party! 








September 26, 2016 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Remedial Tutorial for Presidential Debate

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Upon reflection, some structure is necessary to keep things in shape.©

The fine art of the caterwauling duels is rarely practiced with skill by humans.

No patience to perfect the spitting, ear-piercing combative screams, sharp swipes, and fur flying. People seem contented to stop learning at puffed up posing and stiff strutting.

A watered down version traditionally taught to the lesser species is based social concepts they easily understand: winners and losers.

Before Monday’s comedy workshop Presidential debate-ish performance, a review:

Although there have been dark ages that only cats can see the light of, this modified for human consumption version has worked through the ages …mostly.

You know humans: two steps forward and 50 back.

The tutorial concepts continue to apply no matter age, gender, or coat covering.

No We most certainly did not steal this idea for a post. Imitation is the finest form of fur flying flattery.

For of those of literary purrsuasion or more elevated interest in sociology, We suggest reading Mere Inkling’s entire post: “The Urgent Need for Chivalry”.

“With all the nations of the world engaged in power struggles—or cowering behind the protection of their more courageous allies—C.S. Lewis’ essay on “The Necessity of Chivalry” demands our attention.

Yes, the very word “chivalry” reeks of a bygone era that has been superseded and relegated to history books. But those who consider the concept outdated impoverish their lives and quite possibly contribute to the violent spirit of our age.

Warfare is not an abstract concept to the millions—yes, millions—of people who are surrounded by vicious threats every hour. Britain itself was in this position when…..”(continued here)

See. There. You may let go of the scruff of Our neck.

We have provided recognition and link to source  – as was intended all along. We are an RC. Honorable.

Cat talking to man on bridge.. Puss in Boots. Walter Crane (1845-1915) USPD.reprod.of pd art, artist life/

Hey, Dunderhead. I saw you sneak out that window. You didn’t exactly go out on little cat feet in the fog. Back inside until dismissed. (USPD/

And now We shall leave you to your assignment.

Maybe knowledge will lessen the foolish epidemic of clown fear, while the real impending threat is being ignored: the Fall Invasion of Vegetables.

If it’s not one rotten thing, it’s another.

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It’s out of the box now: the Vegetable Intruders have a staging ground. Preparing to carve things up.©

We shall return later for discussion.

What? Quiz? Dunderhead!

Life in its’ entirety is a quiz.

Humans, why do We bother?

You may take notes.

You are trying. Very trying.

No, there is not popcorn. That might lead to vegetables popping in early.

This is beginning to push Our civility to the limit

Staff! Where is staff?

Staff, begin the instructional video before they completely lose focus.

Where are Our mousies? We crave soothing mousies for Our aching head.

Being an exemplary being is so exhausting.

Adieu, mon chere

And don’t forget to leave an open can of cat food in the doorway as tribute.

I am RC Cat and approve of this message.


Of course you wish for more: Vegetable Invasion (Could get mushy) or Holler-Ring and Revels of Other Realms  or perhaps Angry Veggies: Captured or Harvested?


September 23, 2016 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Open to interpretation

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More than just sky high thoughts ©

A fine airing.

The roof not pointedly raising fist. But what protest would it be if so?

Rage against oppressive heat?

Thoughtless drenching when it only wants it’s day in the sun?

Anger at being raised functional rather than frivolous as unpredictable art?

Frustration at being nailed when the other dances loose and free?

A more positive slant of it’s a shy, awkward “hello” with wishful thinking: “Take me with you when you go?”

A sharp slope and a reaching arch: of origins quite apart.

Neighbors of a strange sort.

Both smug with one commonality: they inhabit sky, not dirt like grass.

Can’t build more joy than that.

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge.

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And the sun sinks slowly in the west between two trees©


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