My stories of our three cat families, and other cat encounters
Thursday, December 8, 2016
This is the time of year when I get especially concerned about Sweetie and Patty O'Malley. Since I cannot coax them up The Stairway to Heaven and inside the house, this means they are living outside while the first frigid airmass of the season sweeps in. I am glued to the weather reports, see below...
Copy and pasted from weather.com
...and I make up my own temperature graph, and update it every day.
2016 Temperature Graph for home
At some point, I drew an imaginary line in the sand...or snow...in my mind, that above 20 degrees F (-6.7 C) means the cats are okay. They have a warming pad, windbreaks over the doors, lots of fresh straw, and each other to curl up with. Yet you know that I will be worried and fretting until March regardless. And the temps are most definitely dropping below my magic line next week. I've harbored the thought of grabbing them and forcing them inside, but it's really just to ease my mind. No, it's not perfect, and no, the cats aren't 100% in comfort with frozen water bowls and ice wherever they walk. And yet, they've lived through two of the coldest winters in Michigan (2013-14 & 2014-2015), and yes, they have food, fresh water and shelter.