BOARD or BORED

Sometimes it's fun to play games with mine Mommy.

Like, you know ~ board games.

Sometimes it's not.

Sometimes I get bored with board games.

By the paw ~ would anyone do a trade?  

I'll give you 

Boardwalk (with two houses!) 

in trade for a 

Get Out Of Jail Free card.

THERE WAS ~

 AWWW MONDAY

IMAGE-IN-ING

TWTWTW

Anyone remember that great show, TWTWTW ~ That Was The Week That Was ~ it aired on BBC in the United Kingdom in the early 1960s.  And soon followed on US television, airing in 1964-65.  Political and current events, satire and commentary, with writers and comedians who later went on to considerable fame [a/k/a notoriety] in other well known shows and venues.  It also opened the doors for many of the shows we see today and the freedom of speech comedians, writers and film makers continue to have [at least for now] allowing criticism of the actions of our government and its officials.  

JANUARY 4-10, 2026 

CERTAINLY WOULD HAVE QUALIFIED AS ONE HELLUVA 

TWTWTW

Me?  I've been practicing daily going into hiding.  My go bag you could say.  In the big closet.

An old song was playing on mine Mommy's speakers, "whatcha gonna do when

they come for you?"  S'riously.  Got me thinking.  

That's happening more and more, all over.  Meowz.  I can at least hide, right?

And I'm allowed and free to criticize.  And complain.  MOL and SOL.

And I gots big sharp teethz and my claws ... well.

Guess what?

Last time mine Mommy did one of those Amazon orders, well, she

included a blue whistle for me!

I wonder if it's a blue-and-white polka dot whistle!

I have paws together that on 

Sunday, January 18 I will not be looking back at this 

coming week and meowzing it was another helluva TWTWTW.

EMW *

EMW* With all due respect, an apawlogy and compliments and pleasantries to our friend and furriend, Ms. Cecilia and Ms. Angel Madi, of My Mind's Eye, today we have appropriated [to take without purrmission] the regular and frequent postings of their Early Morning Walks (EMWs) during which they share lovely and interesting images of homes, flowers and trees, views of the neighborhood where they live, places they visit and so much more ~ you too should visit, if you do not do so already ~

Our EMW on the other paw is a bit different.  Being somewhat early risers, both of us, by habit or choice [or need, in that June demands breakfast around 4 am, another story for another day] ... our EMW is the acronym for Early Morning Wandering.  It is still dark, now in winter a few hours until sunrise.  I sit at the table, it is very quiet only a few sounds rise from the street below for there is little traffic yet at this hour.  The buildings of the city, those tall and those small have only a minimum of lighted windows now.  If a clear night there may be a few stars to be seen, but never the stars one would see in the suburbs or rural areas ~ I've always missed seeing the stars.  And the quiet will be broken by sirens, yes, those never cease in a city.  But I sit and enjoy it while it lasts, unbroken and June curls up on the floor, beside me, leaning against the table leg.  My mind wanders to yesterday, to what we may do today, to times long long ago.  Early morning wandering, remembering other people, other places, moments sad, moments of joy, moments shared, so many memories.  Pictures in the mind, words, music, wandering there, in the quiet of a new day.  I look down and see this little kitty, does her mind wander I wonder ... early morning wondering, too.

  Wandering, wondering, waiting for this wonderful new day to begin.

IN JUNE'S OPINION

 Hey Junie ~ kinda sorta fun to watch old movies on Netflix, isn't it?

Did you enjoy IT'S A MAD, MAD, MAD, MAD WORLD?

Get it together, mine Mommy!

S'riously?  Old?  1963?

IMO, Meowz.

  

That's about as 2026 as you can get!

Our world has gone mad, mad, mad, mad!

TELL ME ~ DON'T TELL ME

 TELL ME: THE TRUTH

DON'T TELL ME: LIES

One week.  Yeah, as of this morning we are just one week into the new year: 2026, when we were all wishing one another "happy" new year!  Seriously?  Happy?  Hoping/thinking it might be better - a wee bit, a tiny bit better than the year we were leaving behind?  Well, if you pay attention, follow any news at all, you know now how foolish that thinking was.  We're not naive enough to think our government [and politicians all] haven't told lies to the public for decades.  They have, they do.  Yet not, never at the level - openly, boldly, blatantly as now, by this horrific administration.  There is no truth telling anymore.  

And yes: if you were to tell me that I am clever, kind, talented, cute, sensitive, graceful, wise ... and perfect ... I WOULD KNOW: that is a lie.  That is not the TRUTH.  Perhaps Purr-haps, somewhere within those words there may be little bits of truth telling, a few little scraps of things I strive toward, as we each do in our own daily lives.  As we each try to be a better person ... kind toward one another, sensitive to another's needs, cute: well, probably left that one behind when we were babies or toddlers!  And perfect?  Never do we humans achieve this between cradle and grave.  

So, tell me the TRUTH.

  

ROUND