I am so miffed at this weather. I can’t go outside. I can’t run around in the garden. FIE on winter!
Boy, those weather-makers sure know how to screw up a kitty’s life! For three days we had full sun in every room and mama cut kiwis and Frederic our helper cut lemons and papa got enchanted as the sun came through our windows after lunch and just sat there in Nirvana. But today, AWFUL pouring cold miserable rain, the open market rained out, mama couldn’t shop for any nice fresh things and we are all chilly even with the heat on because it’s so humid and soggy.
And the WIND. I almost wrote ‘wine’. Hey not a bad idea, but of course I don’t get any of that ever. Anyway, I’m not really in the mood to be positive and cheerful but I CAN give you lots of ideas about how to arrange your body in various Sleep Yoga positions in hopes of waking up to SUNLIGHT and WARMTH!
Or just plain old, Snooze With A Mouse type thing….
But with sadness I keep thinking about those kitties out in this storm, hiding under cars and trying to find a warm place to sleep and I just want to cry. There is a great organization in this little town that tries to tag kitties and get them neutered and address health issues, but it’s so hard just finding the feral kitties. Maybe the technique of that Fire Kitty lady—socks dipped in mackerel juice! That still gives me a real tickle. So smart, that lady.
Well, nighty night to the wind and rain. I’m clocking out for some winks, whatever they are.