Violet and I made the long (eight door) trek over to our friend’s house this morning. Our purpose was to feed the little kitten Emma, since her parents are away for formal wedding preparations and celebrations. The journey of less than half a block is not normally so arduous: but this morning, icy snow whipped at our faces. I could hardly see, and Violet kept saying “Ow, ow, ow.” I picked her up and shielded her face against my coat, and looked down, because looking up was not a viable option. We made it to the house, and Emma was quite happy to see us. The trip back was a little better, since the wind was to our backs.
Now, safe and warm in our house, I’m looking at the forecast. It seems we can expect precipitation throughout the day with a possibility of 49 mph wind gusts. Joy. I think I’ll wait to check on Emma again until Jerry gets home, so Violet doesn’t have to endure this lovely weather again. Or maybe I’ll be a real puss and drive over there (sadly, I think I could actually see where I was going that way). How I wish I could take Violet to the park. Normally, I hate warmer weather and its associated allergens, but my poor kid (who is currently spitting on her glove and trying to clean the T.V. with it) really needs to get out.
Wow. I owe you BIG time for being perhaps THE BEST cat watcher on the face of this planet. Hahaha so many people would have lied and not even checked on the cat. I love you. Miles loves you. Emma loves you. It's majorly appreciated as it could have been another source of stress if we 'd have left her in the hands of anyone else. I'm taking you to dinner!!!
ReplyDeleteNo worries...the hail/snowstorm day was the only one that presented any kind of problem. Violet loves going over to see Emma, because your cat actually allows herself to be played with and chased. *Totally different from the fat furballs we have here.* We got back from the store this morning, and Violet kept insisting that we go to "Emma's house." Too cute!
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