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  • Part 55 – Cold Feet

    The sun is shining this morning. I like that. It looks so pretty outside. The flowers aren’t blooming yet, but I know they will be soon. I like to see them outside the guest room window. I don’t ever get to visit them (unless I can slip out the door) but they are still pretty in yellows and blues. I can see others out the living room window. Those are across the driveway in the Cat Lady’s yard. I know some of them will also be red, but we won’t see them for a while yet. That window is one of my favorites because the padded window seat gets very warm from the sunshine. Mom read the forecast to me earlier, so I know I’ll be taking a nap there a little later. I do like to be warm.

    That warm sunshine doesn’t shine inside as much as I would like. Today that sunshine has those cold sparkles on the grass that Mom says is frost. We don’t have the snow that I see on Mom’s computer screen when her friends share pictures of their yards. We just have frozen mud puddles and that frost which means it is freezing outside. I’m glad that I have a warm home, but this old house has cold floors. Cold floors means that I have cold feet. I don’t like that, and Mom doesn’t like it either when I sit on her lap. Of course when she comes in from outside after walking Missy, her hands are cold. I don’t want her to rub my ears with those cold hands. I guess it is a tradeoff. Maybe tomorrow will be warmer!

  • Part 56 – Colors

    If you are following in order, you know that in my last post I talked about the colors of the flowers outside my windows. One of my readers asked Mom about that. There had been an old TV show about a color blind lion – Clarence the Cross Eyed Lion. I asked Mom to research this because I can see things in color. Per her research, she learned that some vets believe cats can see blue, green and red and others add yellow.* I always just thought I was special, because I know my sister Sophia can’t see those colors as well as I can. If you have read my story from the beginning, you know that I am blind in one eye. This is so normal for me that I rarely give it much thought until the discussion of color. I always assumed it was like those statements of people having enhancement of other senses when they lose one like enhanced hearing when eye sight is lost. For me, I assumed it is enhanced colors because my overall vision is limited. I also know that blue is my favorite color. Of the assorted color small plastic balls we have all over the house, my favorite one is blue.

    I like seeing the bright green grass and the blue bell shaped flowers. I also like those early flat yellow flowers that pop up all over the yard. There are dozens of them in our outside play area. I watch those carefully because they often have bees in them. I like to catch beetles, but I prefer to stay away from the bees. Mom also says that the bees are a good thing. I’ll take her word for it.

    *Source: https://vcahospitals.com/know-your-pet/do-cats-see-color#:~:text=In%20scientific%20observations%2C%20cats%20do,yellow%20like%20their%20canine%20counterparts.

  • Part 57 – Celebrating

    On Friday, Mom announced that she has finally finished writing Book # 6. I don’t know what the big deal is. She has had five other published. There are boxes of unsold books in the guest room. I do understand that this means, for a while at least, she will no longer be talking to her computer. I know she uses a headset that she talks into and the words appear on her screen. She has been known to yell at me when I think that headset would work much better after I push it off her desk and onto the floor. She yelled that she didn’t want to have to buy a new one. I tried to explain that the first one wasn’t of very good quality or it would not have broken that easily. She doesn’t really have to worry because this one is better made. Of course she thought the head phones that she sometimes uses for the TV were pretty good too until I showed her how easily they came apart when they bounced off the floor.

    Now she will start the editing on this book. This is when we argue about where I can sit. I like to sit in front of her keyboard where I can clearly see the screen. I like to watch the little box move as the computer reads the book to her. She stops the box and pushes me out of the way to use the keyboard. I keep telling her that since she does not have a cat in the story, it is not as good as it could be. She did put me in Book #1, but hasn’t done that since. Silly woman.