We've had such crazy weather these last couple of months that I've just about forgotten what 'normal' really is on the Texas thermometer.
It's hovering around the freezing mark this morning.... our mostly-outside cat Gatsby spent last night in the house, and when I put him out earlier today, he didn't want to stay out there more than ten minutes, so back he came. When he heard me opening the back door, he ran from the front porch...... he's not exactly a light-weight cat and when Gatsby runs, it sounds like a large dog is running on that porch. Gatsby ran into the kitchen, through the breakfast room, into the TV room, and he made a running leap into his pillow-bed, and that's where he's been ever since.
When I went into the garage to feed Mickey, he was in his pillow-bed on his chair, which is sitting in front of a heater..... Mickey was so toasty-warm that he didn't move. I put his food dish right into his pillow-bed and that's where he ate his Fancy Feast. Breakfast in bed for Mickey Kitty this morning. He stayed right where he was, all snuggled into that pillow-bed, clearly not wanting to go outside. Fine........ I can't say as I blame him. Not a drop of sun out there, so the barely 36 degrees feels even colder. I shut the garage door to keep it warm in there for Mickey, and that's where he'll spend most of the day. If it gets warmer outside, I'll open the garage door later on for him, but I don't think that's going to happen.
I'm still fighting this cold/flu/whatever it is...... feeling better than yesterday, but not feeling as if I'm really all better. Oh well..... people are going through much worse than this, so I'm not complaining. This too shall pass. And until it does, I'm just taking it easy and trying to do whatever I can around the house. (Who in the world put up all these Christmas decorations in this big old house?)
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