C-c-c-c-cold Monday

We have lots of snow, as you can see.

 and sure, it's sunny. That's nice.  But.


It's cold out. Really cold. Dangerously cold.

There are 32 days until Spring. I can't wait.

Truthful Thursday

Yesterday Mom closed the door to her sewing studio because it was so cold*** in there.  I was mildly annoyed because that's where I like to sit and watch the world outside.  No worries. I just went into the office and sat on the kitty condo in there.

When Mom got home last night, she saw this.

Do you remember when Mom put the stuffed toy up there, wondering how long it would take for him to fall down?

Wonder no longer.



*** It is minus 7F outside this morning. That's -21.6C, and that's not including the wind chill. When it's that cold and very windy, it feels colder. Right now that -7F "feels like" -19F, which is -28.3C, which is a lot colder than the freezer in the coldbox. And it's colder in places like Whiskeronsin, where Ducky lives.

Not Wordless Wednesday

Mom was sitting on the couch reading when she felt it shake. She thought it was the heater and was surprised.  But when she got up she saw me napping there. She took a picture but it is a bit fuzzy because she didn't want the flashy thing to shine in my eyes.

It is so cold out today that Mom closed the doors to the sewing studio. Because of all the windows it is colder out there than in the rest of the house.

Thursday Thoughts

Mom wasn't exactly thrilled about scraping an inch of snow off the windshield of her car before she went day hunting yesterday.

When Mom got home from day-hunting last night, the ice on the bush outside was shimmering in the sun. Which is saying something because it was above freezing for most of the day. But it was very windy, so it felt a lot colder.

I have been hiding out in my tent, on the cushy warm fleece pillow.

Several cats have commented they might have had a chance at winning the When When Contest with this late bout of snow, but no. The rules of the When When Contest clearly state that the contest is over when Mom and I look out the window in the morning and don't see any snow anywhere. If snow falls AFTER that day, then oh well, it's New England weather for you.  Sorry Sparkle.