Once again there’s not a dry spot in my yard except for inside the playset. And even then I had to climb up to the roof. Good thing I haven’t let the Can Opener trim my claws lately. That plot against the weatherman is getting more and more tempting.
The tornado didn’t like the rain either- until it stopped for a little bit and the Can Opener pounced on the opportunity to take her for a walk. Then she encountered puddles and decided that jumping in them was almost as much fun as snow- especially when it resulted in getting the Can Opener all wet too!
Okay, So there wasn’t a “Day One,” or a “Day Two.” That’s because today is the third straight day of icy cold rain and wind, and frankly, I didn’t think about plotting against the weatherman until today. My bad.
The Can Opener says, “Twilight, you’re a little grumpy today- feeling a little cattitude?” I asked her how she’d like her clothes shredded. (Never got an answer- she just sort of suddenly decided to get a cup of coffee and go clean something). I am so tired of rain. The entire backyard (which is my purrsonal playground), looks like a lake (except for all the mud)…. and I can’t go out and play and come in and leave nice, muddy pawprints on things like I normally would. There goes the highlight of my day.
To make matters worse, there’s a flock of at least 20 big fat ducks (and a pair of geese), who constantly hang out on the bike path behind our house at stare at me through the window while the rain is pouring down on them and I swear they’re daring me to come get them. Hope mom doesn’t mind the big puddle of drool in the windowsill.
Now those aren’t the same ducks that have been inviting me to dinner since this flooding started- the human actually made me have to find a picture that looked like them (“since you can’t go out and play anyway”)- It’s not my fault she’s too lazy to put a tarp on and stand out in the pouring rain and get me a picture.
And Sushi is no help at all. She’s perfectly content to stay inside and keep the couch from getting up and walking away.
So since Sushi is too lazy to play with me and the Can Opener says she can’t control the weather, my only choice is to go after the weatherman. But How?
It has been raining constantly for the last couple of days, and when I heard we might get some snow, I was looking forward to spending the day outside catching snowflakes in mid-air… but it didn’t stick. I was not happy.
Thanks for taking away my snow, Mr. Weatherman
Well, instead of running wild outside and catching snowflakes in mid-air, I spent the day dodging the little tornado and trying to get Sushi to play with me.
She was friendly enough, but didn’t want to play – so we had a grooming session, then I started to engage the Can Opener. I’ve found a new trick that always works- jump on top of the desk, then jump down onto the laptop keyboard while she’s typing! MWAHAHAHA!
But this time… she was ready for it! Dangit. She did something that always sets me off at high speed- she threw one of the tornado’s hair ties at me and I couldn’t resist diving after it!
I loved playing with the critter’s hair tie, and my usual toys, but I’m dying for some real adventure. I miss the sunshine and running wild after squirrels. Even they have been hiding out lately. I go after the ducks and geese, but the geese chase ME! That’s not the way this is supposed to work! Oh well.
At first, I thought it was just because it was so early when the Can Opener got up and let me out. Everything outside was drenched, and it was so cold it made my whiskers stand on end. I was going to go outside and try to catch a mouse or two for the Can Opener’s surprise breakfast in bed, but I knew even the mice would’nt come out to play in this weather, so I went back inside to wait for things to warm up a little.
It was nice and toasty inside, but there was nothing going on that even hinted of fun- the Can Opener was hardly awake enough to know her name yet, as she had only had her first three cups of coffee, and I knew If I didn’t let her get an adequate amount of coffee down before she fed me, Sushi and I could end up with God-knows-what in our food dish.
One day, she was so sleepy, she poured Cheerios in our dish, and Rachel Ray dry cat food in the critter’s bowl. Lucky for the Critter, she realized it before she poured the milk. (Wish Sushi and I had been so lucky).
So, since it was obvious no one was going to play with me, and it was still rainy and cold out, I looked over and saw Sushi asleep on the couch and came up with a genius plan…
Fine. I guess I’ll go look for the cute little yellow stray that stopped by yesterday- at least she won’t be so grumpy!
With everyone being so happy about the New Year, I thought I’d wake up today to sunshine and rainbows and flying unicorns and fresh fish hanging from every tree, while mice played tag with me and big, fat, juicy ducks walked up to say hello.
But today there was not a single unicorn in sight, no mice came out to play tag, and (biggest shock of all) – no fresh fish dangled from the trees for me to feast on. Sushi still got grumpy when I tried to play with her, my ping pong balls all rolled behind things I can’t get to, my favorite springy toys and mouse got stuck under the washer, then it started pouring rain and I got soaked when I went outside.
I came inside all wet and cold and found the Can Opener reading on the couch and sipping coffee while the whale (Sushi) purred contentedly on her lap and gave me the evil eye to warn me away from trying to take her place.
But the Can Opener didn’t want me to get sick, so she ditched Sushi and got up to dry me and gave me food and treats – (and Sushi didn’t like that- MWAHAHAHAHA)!
So it wasn’t all bad, because once the Can Opener got the whale off her lap and the circulation back in her legs, she played with me and it was all about me for the rest of the day!
Maybe that refund can wait a little longer. I’m still waiting for the refund on 2020!
Was there a horrible catastrophy? No. Did someone get hurt? No. But it was still a terrible, awful, miserable Monday. Why?Because we are CATS and it was raining all day long and every time we tried to go outside and chase the squirrels that were taunting us from the tree branches, we got soaked. And cold. Very cold!
Photo by Suzanne Jutzeler (Pixels)
So since the Can Opener simply refused to serve us popcorn (or treats) while we watched the squirrels and birds taunting us, we decided to do the only thing any cat in his right mind would do… sleep!