Lots of gray and rain and kittens (of course)
Categories: autumn, Books, Cats, Weather
“You will submit to my authority as a fierce kitten, you ridiculous excuse for a toy,” snarls Tasha.
Kittens grow. Abby’s growth has out-paced Tasha’s. We think Abby is more likely to become the solid, 14 pound tiger while Tasha maintains a more lithe runner’s build like a cheetah. We’re finally starting to see some more social-with-thumb-monkey’s behavior as well. Mostly, though, Tenny is their first true love. Of course.
Autumn has come early down here it seems. A pair of nor’easters are swinging through this weekend and the weather is a positively delightful bright gray with temperatures in the 40s. It’s going to warm up the end of next week but I may not be picking roses on Thanksgiving this year like I was last year. The roses are still going, especially the one out front… sometimes I think no one told my roses when they’re supposed to stop blooming. But if temperatures stay lower in the coming weeks, they’ll stop being so enthusiastic. I’m okay with that. It’s terribly pleasant to have some fall weather and some bright gray to set of what little foliage show we get down here. The Almanac promises a harsh winter. I’m perhaps a little too enthusiastic about that.
This week felt productive. I’m chasing a few things, working on some projects and generally getting things done. I also had a minor incident with a book mid-week that kept me up all night. I really shouldn’t read in bed. On the Edge (The Edge, Book 1)
“Why yes, I have grown since those first pictures, and you can tell, but isn’t it impolite to comment on a lady’s size? I’m a delicate flower of beauty and grace,” Abby protests around the strands of toy.