The Pink-Headed Monster
Cats are so funny!
Whenever it rains I like to wear a head scarf (hot pink or purple!) in lieu of an umbrella for any short walks, i.e., car to front door, etc.
It rained pretty much all day the other day. It was SO COLD (anybody living in any place where it actually snows better not laugh!*) that I didn't take my scarf off as soon as I walked in the door, but wore it for several minutes until the heat kicked in.
One of my cats came into the bedroom - and came to a complete halt. He STARED and then approached me very tentatively. When I made a move he took off like a shot.
Another cat came in and gave me the same look, but this one isn’t a coward so of course she had to come over, stand on my leg and peer at my face, all the while giving me a "what's wrong with YOU???" look.
The first cat ventured back into the bedroom. His tail was hugely fuzzed and he was very skittish. He wouldn't let me get near him until I took off the scarf...!
Speaking of snow, there's a lot of it on the mountains just north of me. It's very nice to admire it from a safe distance...!
(* - If you do laugh, I challenge you to walk with me down a Las Vegas street in August at noon, because the desert is *my* natural habitat...)
Whenever it rains I like to wear a head scarf (hot pink or purple!) in lieu of an umbrella for any short walks, i.e., car to front door, etc.
It rained pretty much all day the other day. It was SO COLD (anybody living in any place where it actually snows better not laugh!*) that I didn't take my scarf off as soon as I walked in the door, but wore it for several minutes until the heat kicked in.
One of my cats came into the bedroom - and came to a complete halt. He STARED and then approached me very tentatively. When I made a move he took off like a shot.
Another cat came in and gave me the same look, but this one isn’t a coward so of course she had to come over, stand on my leg and peer at my face, all the while giving me a "what's wrong with YOU???" look.
The first cat ventured back into the bedroom. His tail was hugely fuzzed and he was very skittish. He wouldn't let me get near him until I took off the scarf...!
Speaking of snow, there's a lot of it on the mountains just north of me. It's very nice to admire it from a safe distance...!
(* - If you do laugh, I challenge you to walk with me down a Las Vegas street in August at noon, because the desert is *my* natural habitat...)
That's too funny about the cats and scarf. I bet the bolder one would have helped take it off of you if you'd lay down on the couch where he could reach it.
I tend to think it's cold if it's below 70... It's that Arizona upbringing.
Except for when I went to college in Flagstaff. One January, I had to stand in a long outdoors line to register for classes - it was 10 below. BRRRRR! I remember one spring it got up to 45 degrees and I thought the weather was so fine I went out in a sleeveless miniskirt - no stockings either. But I have long since lost any tolerance to cold.
>>>That's too funny about the cats and scarf. I bet the bolder one would have helped take it off of you if you'd lay down on the couch where he could reach it.
She sure would! She is extraordinaryly "helpful" in every regard. She assists in making beds, in helping me put away groceries (every bag *must* be examined for potential intruders), etc.
Cloud, OTOH, is the definition of chickensh*t... Poor thing - nerves of glass!
Accustomedness to weather is definitely a double-edged sword.