Effie greets you with a suggestion. Those of you who weigh under 12 pounds might like to nap on a slip-proof rug on a dryer when sleet is falling, and everything outdoors is wet and cold–even Effieland.
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Lilac buds are always a welcome sight before Spring settles in with any confidence.
First large, wet, fluffy snowflakes fell to the ground and instantly melted. Rain followed without a pause. Effie was unimpressed and came back in the house right after I conceded to her vocal affirmations that she wanted to go out into Effieland. A few minutes later, I went out to pick up the cat food dish we put out early in the morning for our feral stray I named Paladin. He had finished his kibbles and was out roaming. Effie was behind her gate, yowling to let me know she wanted to come back inside. I let her in of course, and she is napping in fair luxury.
Paladin has been coming to our place for more than a month. He is a sweet cat with a grateful heart. He permits us to pet him while he is eating. Sometimes he shows up for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Other times he comes just for one or two mealtimes. Effie seems indifferent to him. Halvor, our shop cat we took in when he showed up freezing and hungry, despised Paladin at first, and even flipped him over, but now realizes Paladin is not a contender for shop territory. Torvald, Halvor’s possible brother, hangs out with Paladin, and was sweet enough to bring him to our place.
Halvor is a mighty hunter. He also loves watching my husband work in his shop, which became Halvor’s home.
Torvald is a friend to all.
Paladin is our friendly feral kitty. We plan to have him neutered, wormed if necessary, and vaccinated so that he might come indoors.
Effie, napping in fair luxury
Sunshine returned in the north sky after a brief light rain, while to the south, clouds darkened as they surrounded the sun.
Rain fell all day long, and long the day seemed. It’s looking like it’s going to be green. . . .
Effie finds my husband’s lap a better landing place, but right now, I’m home and he isn’t, and it’s raining, and Effie wants a lap and I am elated to oblige her.
After spending her morning napping in my office chair, Effie emerged and moved her venue to the hallway heat vent, favoring the metal vent over her cotton rug. The weather outdoors is 45° and cloudy, with a believable forecast of rain.
Mule deer never seem thwarted by snow-blanketed fields. I enjoy their visits, and I am happy they find fodder on our modest acreage. I am also happy that they leave the rabbitbrush alone.