Its another 19 degree morning, the wind has calmed, and its snowing. We are expecting maybe a total of three inches today here in Monroe County. I am dreading the day we get a shoveable amount of snow. Thank God I am young (39) and healthy! :) I can still swing a mean shovel. I shovel a path in my back yard each day of winter for the birds - to the heated birdbath and to the feeder. Its like a maze from the shining. That's what its looked like at many of my locations in the wintertime for the cats too. I've seen cats jumping in the air trying to get from wherever they were, to the shelter where the food is because the snow was so high. So I try to make it easier by clearing a path for them. But its exhausting. By the time I get home in weather like that, its two to two and half hours later since the time I left the house. And then its on to the full time job. No wonder I am half dead at 3 pm every day.
Post from January 2011 - from when I had my dog Thunder:
Thunder and Scooter!~ |
WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 5, 2011
Life is a Zoo in a Jungle
Love that phrase. Its true too! This morning was as usual a cold one. I woke to the sound of one of my darling sweet cats scratching with his razor sharp claws on a chair in my room. I could literally kill a cat when they do that. No, I couldn't REALLY kill a cat, but I could have easily have thrown a dish of water on it if I had one handy. This has been happening each morning now. Its like one of them is saying, if you don't get up and out of bed now to feed me, I will ruin your furniture. I am still trying to figure out which cat it is, because it is dark still, and when I get up as if to go clobber him/her, it scrambles down the stairs as if I am getting up and it needs to be the first one at the bowls. And then of course there is Thunder the Wonder Dog from Down Under. I swear that dog can hear my legs swing over the side of my bed every single morning. And I try to be as quiet with my swinging as I can. Besides, how much noise does that make? None! But there he is, letting out the loudest, oddest noise you can imagine. You would think he was being tortured, and if you were walking outside at that time - 4 a.m. every morning, you would think he actually is being tortured. Such an odd boy. He is just so excited to start the morning! He needs his food and then his walkie, and he is good to go. These animals are amazing.
Aww, sweet Thunder! :) Charley will scratch furniture only when he wants something. Pumpkin chews on power cords when he's hungry, especially my laptop charger cord. Aren't they just the cutest things? :P
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