Day 20

Last night I watched white flakes fall from the sky, it was very beautiful and the garden turned white all over. It was cold by the window so I went to wake Maid up by padding on her left boob at 3am. Then I burrowed down under the duvet and snuggled up next to her knees where it was all warm.

DumptyThis morning the garden was all white and I sat supervising my blackbirds as they greedily ate the raisins by the French window.

Dippi-Duck went out into the garden and seemed to enjoy herself rolling in the white stuff and even walking on the pond without falling in the water which was some feat.

DumptyWhen Maid opened the windows I felt really curious and went outside, which is very adventurous for me! I tentatively put my paws into the white stuff and took a few paces. It was very cold and the white stuff stuck to my pantaloons when I sat down. This frightened me and I dashed straight back inside and onto the bed.

Thankfully the white stuff disappeared into my duvet cover and made it all wet. Panic over!

I then had a good feast on my kibbles before a well deserved snooze.

Mikey-Mike came round. He was crying at the gate for food so loudly he disturbed my dreams; Maid went to sort him out so that I could carry on with my beauty sleep.

Maid’s version

3am and Madam came to wake me by giving me a moggy-massage on my chest. She then crept under the duvet and went to sleep. She’s never done that before so I didn’t dare go back to sleep in case I disturbed her, so I lay awake listening to her gentle purrs till 7am.

Another first! Madam went outside into the snow which had fallen overnight. She never goes out! The ‘Arctic Adventure’ didn’t last long, after 10 seconds she was inside with a look of pure horror on her face and her backside covered in snow which promptly melted onto the duvet cover! 

Mikey-Mike came round. Poor chap was frozen and desperately hungry. I’d put the bowl marked ‘dog’ and some fresh water into a plastic caddy last night to cover them from the falling snow. He was very vocal demanding food and he wolfed the scraps down in a matter or nano-seconds!

Mikey_Mike

 

Dogs Come when Called

"Dogs come when called. Cats take a message and get back to you."

"Of course, every cat is really the most beautiful woman in the room."

Edward Verrall Luca (essayist)

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