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On Mon, 29 Nov 2010 07:00:28 +0200, Marina
wrote: On 28/11/2010 15:39, Jack Campin - bogus address wrote: 1. Lots of little paw prints everywhere in the garden. 2. A rather smaller number of deep holes in the snow with a track between them where a fluffy tummy has swum through the drifts. 3. No pawprints at all. We've just skipped stage 2 to get to stage 3. Every available perch in the house has a cat sleeping on it. Miranda wants out all the time, but when I open the door for her, she fliches back at the cold and goes and lies on the warm modem instead. Caliban lies beside her under the desk lamp. He doesn't even ask to go out. It's -14C here. It was much colder last winter, but I seem to remember Mir spending lots of time outside then. Maybe now, that she will be 6 tomorrow, she has decided she is old and frail and can't take the cold. Reminds me of the science fiction novel "Door Into Summer" by Robert Heinlein. A man lived in a big old house with seven doors to the outside. Come the first snowfall, his cat would refuse to go out, insisting that he try all seven doors in an attempt to find a "door into summer." |
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His love of felines was one of the reasons I loved his novels so much (same
with Spider Robinson who asked and got permission from Heinlein's "estate" to use the "Pixel" character in his latest novels - I'm so sorry for him, he is still in deep mourning over his beloved wife) -- Hugs, CatNipped See all our masters at: http://www.PossiblePlaces.com/CatNipped See the RPCA FAQ site, by Mark Edwards, at: http://www.professional-geek.com/rpcablog/ wrote in message ... On Mon, 29 Nov 2010 07:00:28 +0200, Marina wrote: On 28/11/2010 15:39, Jack Campin - bogus address wrote: 1. Lots of little paw prints everywhere in the garden. 2. A rather smaller number of deep holes in the snow with a track between them where a fluffy tummy has swum through the drifts. 3. No pawprints at all. We've just skipped stage 2 to get to stage 3. Every available perch in the house has a cat sleeping on it. Miranda wants out all the time, but when I open the door for her, she fliches back at the cold and goes and lies on the warm modem instead. Caliban lies beside her under the desk lamp. He doesn't even ask to go out. It's -14C here. It was much colder last winter, but I seem to remember Mir spending lots of time outside then. Maybe now, that she will be 6 tomorrow, she has decided she is old and frail and can't take the cold. Reminds me of the science fiction novel "Door Into Summer" by Robert Heinlein. A man lived in a big old house with seven doors to the outside. Come the first snowfall, his cat would refuse to go out, insisting that he try all seven doors in an attempt to find a "door into summer." |
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On Nov 29, 11:39*am, wrote:
On Mon, 29 Nov 2010 07:00:28 +0200, Marina wrote: On 28/11/2010 15:39, Jack Campin - bogus address wrote: 1. Lots of little paw prints everywhere in the garden. 2. A rather smaller number of deep holes in the snow with a track * * between them where a fluffy tummy has swum through the drifts. 3. No pawprints at all. We've just skipped stage 2 to get to stage 3. *Every available perch in the house has a cat sleeping on it. Miranda wants out all the time, but when I open the door for her, she fliches back at the cold and goes and lies on the warm modem instead. Caliban lies beside her under the desk lamp. He doesn't even ask to go out. It's -14C here. It was much colder last winter, but I seem to remember Mir spending lots of time outside then. Maybe now, that she will be 6 tomorrow, she has decided she is old and frail and can't take the cold. Reminds me of the science fiction novel "Door Into Summer" by Robert Heinlein. A man lived in a big old house with seven doors to the outside. Come the first snowfall, his cat would refuse to go out, insisting that he try all seven doors in an attempt to find a "door into summer" DiS was my favorite Heinlein novel for a long time. And that scene with Pete, the cat, was one reason. It is still pretty far up the list. I almost named Feather (RB) after Pete. A Heinlein short story I find comforting sometimes when Rainbow Bridge issues are in the air is "The Man Who Traveled in Elephants." -- Will in New Haven |
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On Mon, 29 Nov 2010 11:39:11 -0500, infodex wrote:
On Mon, 29 Nov 2010 07:00:28 +0200, Marina wrote: On 28/11/2010 15:39, Jack Campin - bogus address wrote: 1. Lots of little paw prints everywhere in the garden. 2. A rather smaller number of deep holes in the snow with a track between them where a fluffy tummy has swum through the drifts. 3. No pawprints at all. We've just skipped stage 2 to get to stage 3. Every available perch in the house has a cat sleeping on it. Miranda wants out all the time, but when I open the door for her, she fliches back at the cold and goes and lies on the warm modem instead. Caliban lies beside her under the desk lamp. He doesn't even ask to go out. It's -14C here. It was much colder last winter, but I seem to remember Mir spending lots of time outside then. Maybe now, that she will be 6 tomorrow, she has decided she is old and frail and can't take the cold. Reminds me of the science fiction novel "Door Into Summer" by Robert Heinlein. A man lived in a big old house with seven doors to the outside. Come the first snowfall, his cat would refuse to go out, insisting that he try all seven doors in an attempt to find a "door into summer." My parents had a cat that acted just like the cat in "The Door into Summer". In wet weather, she would try each exterior door in turn, plus usually a few closet doors, as if hoping that they had magically changed into a door to outside. Finally, she would go out into the wet. When she would come back in, she would be very vocal for a couple of minutes, evidently complaining about the weather. -- John F. Eldredge -- "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria |
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