Saturday, November 26, 2011
Not for us, for Susie. This is an old picture. No grass this green around here right now. The picture looks odd because of the way her head is turned and her coloring. I guess our winter has arrived but it feels so good after our brutal summer. I got the idea to buy her a little house for cold days and nights but didn't find anything at Wal*Mart. I had let her into the garage before I left since she doesn't like for the wind to blow her hair. What woman does? When I came home John and I were discussing how we needed to put some fresh dirty socks of ours in her bed so she doesn't feel lonely. Fresh means different ones from last winter and dirty means ones we have worn. Not filthy but with our scent on them. We opened the garage door from the kitchen and she had solved the bed problem herself. Doesn't cats usually do that? We had moved a recliner into the garage after buying a rocker for the living room. She was all cozy on the seat and didn't even raise up to greet us.