You see this picture? That is me begging to be let in the house after Mom so thoughtlessly took me from my oh-so-warm tile stove, dressed me (ha! if this little itty-bitty bit of nothing counts as a sweater!) and forced me to go OUTSIDE!! I am not a winter-loving kitty. I am a tropical loving, heat sponge of a kitty - does she not get this?
So there we were outside and she decides that I need to have some grass (I do love grass) so first she takes me to my favorite big Linden tree (favorite in THE SUMMER), but when I try to make a bee-line for the door to the house, she picks me back up, wraps me in her coat and takes me up to our upper garden (about a 100 miles from the door to the house) and just drops me there and says 'chow down Honey!' Chow down Honey?
All I can think about is getting my frozen lovely little lilac toes back onto the warm stove and she is telling me to chow down? So I stood there. And after a couple of seconds she still didn't pick me up so I did what we Siamese do best... I started BAWLING!! (I'm a really good bawler...I can make it sound like someone is sitting on me...I'm really good!!). Finally, she picked me up and carried me closer to the house (about a mile from the door) and told me I had to walk the rest of the way back - THROUGH SNOW!! When I was finally in the house I went straight to the blue tile stove.
I think I won't move from this spot until Summer gets here!
Mom! Can you bring me my lunch up here, please?