Sometimes, when it is a sad and cold winter day, it is good to spend time with one’s pets. 
Posts Tagged ‘Cats’
14 Dec
In the Bleak Midwinter…
28 Sep
Rainy- Day Ridiculousness
Expectation when going outside in the rain to look for your cats and feed the rabbits: heroically rescuing the three cold, wet, and scared felines and coming back inside dry because, you know, you are the one wearing a rain-proof jacket.
Reality: Come inside looking like a drowned rat you’re so wet, meanwhile the cats, one of whom was out in the middle of a field during the worst of the rain, are perfectly content with life and as dry as if they just hoped out of a dryer.
The inherent dangers and complete stupidity of standing in lightning-filled rain looking for a cat were apparent, it was a thought that did pass through the mind. However, it could not compete with an image of a soaked and shivering grey and white tabby crouching, terrified somewhere in a field, and was consequently ignored. Unfortunately the mind was not the most astute in this moment,leaving the savior soaked, while the cat remained safe and dry in its hiding place.
16 Apr
Considering Cats
I can understand how cats can be perceived as malevolent or evil.
I think they are just deeply mysterious.
20 Feb
Ting Time – Blizzard Tomfoolery
Poor Ting. The rabbit house is being battered by yet another blizzard. So far the storm has consisted of high winds, rather than large quantities of snow. Ting, who did not realize just how windy it was, ran out of the rabbit house, where he lives, and straight into the wind. He was then lovingly escorted back to the warmth and safety of the rabbit house. After this tomfoolery, Ting decided it was wiser to sit in a pile of hay directly under the heat lamp, than to venture outside in a blizzard.
17 Feb
Ting Time – Play with Me
I love the fresh fallen snow. So pristine, soft and beautiful; all I want to do is run outside and make snow angels. Ting feels much the same way. Although he doesn’t know how to make snow angels, he does like to romp beside me while I make them. Sadly as the sun returns, the snow becomes slushy, then muddy and neither one of us wants to be outside.
Ting, an outdoor cat, has taken to climbing the office window screen to observe the activities within the house. I can almost hear him ask, “Can I come in to play, if you aren’t going to come out today?”
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