Tuesday, January 7, 2014
Life Lesson at Minus 13 Degrees
And yet, this morning at minus 13 degrees (don't really want to know the wind chill), all three cats came out of the one big shelter, and Patty and Mama Mia danced for me for petting! Sammy stayed near the shelter door, and scrambled back inside it when I reached over to place a new kibble-filled bowl nearby. Unfortunately, the deck is mostly covered in rock-hard snow, and I could tell that they really didn't like standing or walking on the stuff. Can't blame them! But all in all, they look good and so yummy that I just wanted to grab each one for a hug.
So once again, the 'o' cats prove that worrying will just give a person wrinkles. They are weathering this storm. I wish I had their courage-under-fire, so to speak. I've been a complete mess these last few, very cold days, and that was before getting rear-ended. My heart wants to make these three cats a warm, comfy home...inside. My head says that they ACT and LOOK like pet cats, but they are not. Maybe they once were, and maybe they could be again, however I do not have the resources to readjust them to being house pets. And it's my desire, not theirs. None of them follow me to the open door, except Patty, and I swear he's doing it to make sure I'm out of his territory for the night. I've opened that door for him many times, but he won't come in. I love them with all of my heart.