I keep thinking this is Spring, yet the weather report suggests Winter has a few more licks before it gives in:
There was heavy rain when I looked out the door at 2:30 — cats got me up early, wanting to be fed — and I rejoiced a little. The rain is welcome because I saw a huge bird turd on the trunk lid of my car, something I intended to wash off as soon as possible. (Thanks, Ye Gods! The rain saved me a trip to the car wash.)
Andy wasn’t brave enough to check the rain, so Dougy scouted a little for the both of them. He wasn’t within two feet of a raindrop, but shook vigorously and scampered away from the door when he noticed the rain: Phantom wetness! Cats are funny that way.
Of course, I shivered involuntarily when I read the weather forecast for today, so I shouldn’t laugh at poor “wet” Dougy! Before I saw snow in the forecast, I was comfortably warm. Now I feel chilled and want to wrap myself in a comforter to get toasty.
On no and shall I tell you it was 81 here today.
I think we got up to 44…! (It’s 33 as I type, at 3:08 AM. Cats fed, now my turn unless I catch Andy first to give him his medication!)
Dougie will hang in there – he’s strong. Sort of the strong/silent type, isn’t he?
He thinks so, but he actually is the big whiner of the two. Dougy works the room with annoying sounds he perfected to get what he wants. Andy is stoic, the realist.
Speaking of Dougy, he wants me to play now, so I must obey!
I had an answer for that, but I don’t think I should put it on the internet.
Congratulations, Ann! I know the kittens don’t really fit the theme of your blog, but I hope you find a way to share them with us anyway. They are so sweet at that stage, and really bring a lot of joy into the house!
it wouldn’t be Nebraska without the occasional May snowstorm, Doug. Hang in there. I got two 8-week-old kittens yesterday. They are so cute!!!!!