Amelia and Harri weigh in on the weather

Winter has arrived a little early in central Iowa this year. We don't
usually get single digit (Fahrenheit) temps until January or so, but when
I left the house at 7:00 this morning the outside air temp was 9. I still
open up the doors for the kitties to go play in the yard, but nobody
stays outside long.

Harri makes sure to let me know that the weather is not acceptable and
it's my job to fix it. She goes outside for 30 minutes or so and makes
sure to get her paws icy cold, then she runs into the house and leaps
directly into my lap. She then walks up onto my chest and plants those
icy paws right on me to warm them up and remind me that it's time to turn
the outdoor thermostat up. I keep telling her that I can't but she
doesn't believe me.

Amelia will stand just inside the kitchen door looking out, then will
turn and look at me, then look outside, then look at me, etc. Like she's
saying "It's too cold, make it warmer!". When her staring at me for 5
minutes or so doesn't work she does go outside for a few minutes, then
comes back inside and sits directly in front of me, staring with a very
accusing look. "You let me go outside and get COLD! That's MEAN!". She
will stare for a few minutes then stalk off in a huff.

This promises to be a long, cold winter. Help!

Dan

On Nov 21, 9:18*am, Dan M wrote:
She then walks up onto my chest and plants those
icy paws right on me to warm them up and remind me that it's time to turn
the outdoor thermostat up. I keep telling her that I can't but she
doesn't believe me.


Fugazi and Isis (both RB) used to glare at us when it got hot, being
indoor only they figured that when it was cold we turned on the warm
thing and lo and behold it was warm! But now why didn't we turn the
warm thing off?

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs

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Dan M wrote:

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This promises to be a long, cold winter. Help!

There is no help. Again, I refer the interested to Robert A. Heinlein's
science fiction book, _The_ _Door_ _into_ _Summer_, particularly the
first and last parts in which Pete makes his appearances.

Baird

--
Bumper sticker: "If you can't operate your turn signal,
what makes you think you can drive the rest of the car?"

O T hasn't seen snow yet this year but, hates the cold. He is hoping that
Harri might want to spend some of the winter in a warm place.

Piglet won't even go out to investigate on the porch.

Willow gets too cold so wouldn't let out even if she wanted.

Sadie dog is Willows heating pad!!!
"Dan M" wrote in message
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Winter has arrived a little early in central Iowa this year. We don't
usually get single digit (Fahrenheit) temps until January or so, but when
I left the house at 7:00 this morning the outside air temp was 9. I still
open up the doors for the kitties to go play in the yard, but nobody
stays outside long.

Harri makes sure to let me know that the weather is not acceptable and
it's my job to fix it. She goes outside for 30 minutes or so and makes
sure to get her paws icy cold, then she runs into the house and leaps
directly into my lap. She then walks up onto my chest and plants those
icy paws right on me to warm them up and remind me that it's time to turn
the outdoor thermostat up. I keep telling her that I can't but she
doesn't believe me.

Amelia will stand just inside the kitchen door looking out, then will
turn and look at me, then look outside, then look at me, etc. Like she's
saying "It's too cold, make it warmer!". When her staring at me for 5
minutes or so doesn't work she does go outside for a few minutes, then
comes back inside and sits directly in front of me, staring with a very
accusing look. "You let me go outside and get COLD! That's MEAN!". She
will stare for a few minutes then stalk off in a huff.

This promises to be a long, cold winter. Help!

Dan

Dan M wrote:
Winter has arrived a little early in central Iowa this year. We don't
usually get single digit (Fahrenheit) temps until January or so, but when
I left the house at 7:00 this morning the outside air temp was 9. I still
open up the doors for the kitties to go play in the yard, but nobody
stays outside long.

Harri makes sure to let me know that the weather is not acceptable and
it's my job to fix it. She goes outside for 30 minutes or so and makes
sure to get her paws icy cold, then she runs into the house and leaps
directly into my lap. She then walks up onto my chest and plants those
icy paws right on me to warm them up and remind me that it's time to turn
the outdoor thermostat up. I keep telling her that I can't but she
doesn't believe me.

Amelia will stand just inside the kitchen door looking out, then will
turn and look at me, then look outside, then look at me, etc. Like she's
saying "It's too cold, make it warmer!". When her staring at me for 5
minutes or so doesn't work she does go outside for a few minutes, then
comes back inside and sits directly in front of me, staring with a very
accusing look. "You let me go outside and get COLD! That's MEAN!". She
will stare for a few minutes then stalk off in a huff.

This promises to be a long, cold winter. Help!

Dan
We're nowhere near that cold but the masters are complaining all the
same. Lucy is marching back and forth in front of me as I type
demanding the fireplace be turned on. Tiger is somewhere on the bed
under all the covers and ain't commin' out till spring!

I just love your word-pictures, Dan. Thanks!

--Kim

On 21 Nov 2008 17:18:11 GMT, Dan M wrote:

Winter has arrived a little early in central Iowa this year. We don't
usually get single digit (Fahrenheit) temps until January or so, but when
I left the house at 7:00 this morning the outside air temp was 9. I still
open up the doors for the kitties to go play in the yard, but nobody
stays outside long.

Harri makes sure to let me know that the weather is not acceptable and
it's my job to fix it. She goes outside for 30 minutes or so and makes
sure to get her paws icy cold, then she runs into the house and leaps
directly into my lap. She then walks up onto my chest and plants those
icy paws right on me to warm them up and remind me that it's time to turn
the outdoor thermostat up. I keep telling her that I can't but she
doesn't believe me.

Amelia will stand just inside the kitchen door looking out, then will
turn and look at me, then look outside, then look at me, etc. Like she's
saying "It's too cold, make it warmer!". When her staring at me for 5
minutes or so doesn't work she does go outside for a few minutes, then
comes back inside and sits directly in front of me, staring with a very
accusing look. "You let me go outside and get COLD! That's MEAN!". She
will stare for a few minutes then stalk off in a huff.

This promises to be a long, cold winter. Help!

Dan

You just need the famous 'Doorway Into Summer'.

Robert A. Heinlein, a famous Science Fiction writer (and lover of cats)
named one of his books "The Doorway Into Summer".

He was living in a house with many doors, and when the cold weather
came, his cat would demand that he open each door; the cat was sure one
door would lead to Summer.

Kenzie has been begging to go out into the front porch, but she meows to
come back in in less than five minutes. Then, when she has warmed up (10
or 15 minutes, maybe) she begs at the door, again. This goes on for as
long as I'm willing to put up with it.

I wish I could heat the porch for her, but it's all windows on three
sides. They are old, and they leak cold air pretty badly. I hate to
think what it would cost to try to heat it. Poor Kenzie: she asks for
so little from me

~~~~~~~~~~~~ ^..^

"Life without cats would be only marginally worth living."
-TC, and the unmercifully, relentlessly, sweet calico kitty, Kenzie.

Every day is a treasure with Kenzie; I try to treat them that way. There
will only be so many, and then there will never, ever, be any more.

How you behave towards cats here below determines your status in Heaven.
- Robert Heinlein

On Sat, 22 Nov 2008 02:03:23 +0000, Gandalf wrote:

On 21 Nov 2008 17:18:11 GMT, Dan M wrote:

Winter has arrived a little early in central Iowa this year. We don't
usually get single digit (Fahrenheit) temps until January or so, but
when I left the house at 7:00 this morning the outside air temp was 9. I
still open up the doors for the kitties to go play in the yard, but
nobody stays outside long.

Harri makes sure to let me know that the weather is not acceptable and
it's my job to fix it. She goes outside for 30 minutes or so and makes
sure to get her paws icy cold, then she runs into the house and leaps
directly into my lap. She then walks up onto my chest and plants those
icy paws right on me to warm them up and remind me that it's time to
turn the outdoor thermostat up. I keep telling her that I can't but she
doesn't believe me.

Amelia will stand just inside the kitchen door looking out, then will
turn and look at me, then look outside, then look at me, etc. Like she's
saying "It's too cold, make it warmer!". When her staring at me for 5
minutes or so doesn't work she does go outside for a few minutes, then
comes back inside and sits directly in front of me, staring with a very
accusing look. "You let me go outside and get COLD! That's MEAN!". She
will stare for a few minutes then stalk off in a huff.

This promises to be a long, cold winter. Help!

Dan

You just need the famous 'Doorway Into Summer'.

Robert A. Heinlein, a famous Science Fiction writer (and lover of cats)
named one of his books "The Doorway Into Summer".

He was living in a house with many doors, and when the cold weather
came, his cat would demand that he open each door; the cat was sure one
door would lead to Summer.

Kenzie has been begging to go out into the front porch, but she meows to
come back in in less than five minutes. Then, when she has warmed up (10
or 15 minutes, maybe) she begs at the door, again. This goes on for as
long as I'm willing to put up with it.

I wish I could heat the porch for her, but it's all windows on three
sides. They are old, and they leak cold air pretty badly. I hate to
think what it would cost to try to heat it. Poor Kenzie: she asks for
so little from me

My parents had a cat for many years that behaved just like the cat that
Heinlein described. In fact, after trying each of the house doors in
turn, and finding that all of them led out into bad weather, the cat
would sometimes ask to be let out through a closet door, then look
disappointed when that door didn't lead into good weather either. She
would finally, reluctantly, go out into the cold and/or wet weather, then
meow for several minutes once she came back inside, as if reporting on
how bad conditions were outdoors.

--
John F. Eldredge --
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"Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better
than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria

Dan M wrote:

This promises to be a long, cold winter. Help!

Oh, I know those icy cold toes. Caliban does that to me.

9F? That's -12C! Brrrr! It's only -1C here ATM, and it feels cold
enough! I must have gone soft, with the warm winters we've had of late.
I used to be quite alright with -20 - -30C (-4 - -22F), but now I
shudder at the thought of one of those cold winters again.

--
Marina, Miranda and Caliban.
In loving memory of Frank and Nikki.

Gandalf wrote:
Robert A. Heinlein, a famous Science Fiction writer (and lover of
cats) named one of his books "The Doorway Into Summer".



It's not just fiction. When I was young and lived at home, we had a cat
named Thompson (a girlcat) who would do this. If she didn't like the
weather at the front door, she would run to the back door and demand to
be let out there. 'If' the weather didn't please her there, either, she
would go to the kitchen window and demand to be let out there. And if
she didn't like the weather there, she would make one last try at the
sauna door. None of my family had read or heard of the book at that
time, but we always said Thompson was looking for a door into sunshine.

--
Marina, Miranda and Caliban.
In loving memory of Frank and Nikki.