Give up?
We all hibernate in the winter. I love this time of the year. The lake is cold and quiet. Snow birds have driven south. Year-rounders are hunkering down and recovering from the holiday season. The family has left and my husband and I are alone with the calico-with-an-attitude.
Nikki has the right idea. She's tucked in, not to be disturbed until the tree comes down on Twelfth Night. She'll survive, as long as we encourage her sleeping all day. Not a problem.
And what do I have on my plate as a writer?
That's enough for now.
6 comments:
Somebody tell the possum in my neighborhood that it's supposed to hibernate!
Cats have the right idea, don't they?
And cats have staff...dogs have masters !
Cats do indeed have staff. And Nikki never lets us forget that she came into our lives to be served -- whether it's being combed, patted, scratched, or fed. It should be on her schedule.
Happy new year, Claudia
Can't help with the possum, Becky. I hope the raccoon hibernates soon. I'm tired of seeing it roaming around looking for food.
That's the ONLY good thing about the cold weather. It forces me to stay inside and write. Love the cat picture, Betsy!
Amy,
I agree that writing is one way to turn the cold weather into a positive. I have hardly been out of the house for three days! I must venture out tomorrow. It's my day to walk. Hmm, wonder where my fox earmuffs are (that is, fox fur, not Fox TV!).
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