Another cold day for Miss Emily

Once again, Miss Emily stayed in for the night. I woke up to a fluffy
tail swatting me in the face a few times.

A few minutes ago, Miss Emily said she wanted out, so I opened the door
and let her out. It is sleeting a bit, and the temperature is hovering
at freezing. I closed the door, and watcher her through the window.

Miss Emily slowly walked about six feet from the door, then walked back.
I opened the door, she came in and shook her paws and slashed her tail
at the weather, then walked back to the bedroom and began kneading my
pillow.

Apache is not amused.


Hugs and Purrs,
Mark

A few minutes ago, Miss Emily said she wanted out, so I opened the door
and let her out. It is sleeting a bit, and the temperature is hovering
at freezing. I closed the door, and watcher her through the window.

Miss Emily slowly walked about six feet from the door, then walked back.
I opened the door, she came in and shook her paws and slashed her tail
at the weather, then walked back to the bedroom and began kneading my
pillow.

I can't figure out how Ollie does it. It's been coldish the last few
days, but not wet. Somehow Ollie manages to go outside and come back
inside every time with soggy fur to complain about. He's like one of
those woman in a frock/man in a raincoat barometers but stuck on "Rain".

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