Big fluffy wet snow flakes are falling

The cats keep running outside to play in the snow.

They come inside and hug the radiator for a while,
chase each other around, then zoom, back outside.


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"Lord Bergamot" wrote in message
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The cats keep running outside to play in the snow.

They come inside and hug the radiator for a while,
chase each other around, then zoom, back outside.


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That's funny. It actually sounds like my brother, sister and me when we
were children. I live in East Texas now and have not seen snow for several
years.

I was visiting my parents in Ohio at Christmas a number of years ago. It
had snowed overnight, and I thought my cat might like to experience snow.
It was beautiful, white pristine snow--no activity yet to mar the beauty of
it. So, I gently set my cat outside the door. Unfortunately, I had not
noticed that wind had caused drifting against the steps--and he dropped out
of sight! I scrambled to reach him, but he turned around and ran right back
inside before I could even reach him. :.) Those few seconds were all the
snow he wanted.

MaryL

wrote:
"Lord Bergamot" wrote in message
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The cats keep running outside to play in the snow.
They come inside and hug the radiator for a while,
chase each other around, then zoom, back outside.
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That's funny. It actually sounds like my brother, sister and me when we
were children. I live in East Texas now and have not seen snow for several
years.
I was visiting my parents in Ohio at Christmas a number of years ago. It
had snowed overnight, and I thought my cat might like to experience snow.
It was beautiful, white pristine snow--no activity yet to mar the beauty of
it. So, I gently set my cat outside the door. Unfortunately, I had not
noticed that wind had caused drifting against the steps--and he dropped out
of sight! I scrambled to reach him, but he turned around and ran right back
inside before I could even reach him. :.) Those few seconds were all the
snow he wanted.
MaryL

Cats have houses figured out. They're nice, big, safe, warm
caves, with plenty of places to hide, and someone to always
give them snacks.

Lord Bergamot

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The Other wrote:
On Tue, 17 Feb 2015 19:59:37 -0600, "MaryL"
wrote:
"Lord Bergamot" wrote in message
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The cats keep running outside to play in the snow.

They come inside and hug the radiator for a while,
chase each other around, then zoom, back outside.


--
:-)
Don't let the Zombies get you!!!!

~~~~~~~~
That's funny. It actually sounds like my brother, sister and me when we
were children. I live in East Texas now and have not seen snow for several
years.

I was visiting my parents in Ohio at Christmas a number of years ago. It
had snowed overnight, and I thought my cat might like to experience snow.
It was beautiful, white pristine snow--no activity yet to mar the beauty of
it. So, I gently set my cat outside the door. Unfortunately, I had not
noticed that wind had caused drifting against the steps--and he dropped out
of sight! I scrambled to reach him, but he turned around and ran right back
inside before I could even reach him. :.) Those few seconds were all the
snow he wanted.
GLyN has never experienced snow, but with his dislike of rain and cold,
I really doubt he'd like it.
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My cats get soaking wet, then track mud everywhere.

During the hottest part of summer, I put the cats in the
stock tank, and let them swim. I had two male cats
that would get under a full stream of water, and bite at
it like a dog does.

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On 2/17/2015 10:07 PM, Lord Bergamot wrote:


The Other wrote:
On Tue, 17 Feb 2015 19:59:37 -0600, "MaryL"
wrote:
"Lord Bergamot" wrote in message
...


The cats keep running outside to play in the snow.

They come inside and hug the radiator for a while,
chase each other around, then zoom, back outside.


-- :-)
Don't let the Zombies get you!!!!

~~~~~~~~
That's funny. It actually sounds like my brother, sister and me when
we were children. I live in East Texas now and have not seen snow
for several years.

I was visiting my parents in Ohio at Christmas a number of years
ago. It had snowed overnight, and I thought my cat might like to
experience snow. It was beautiful, white pristine snow--no activity
yet to mar the beauty of it. So, I gently set my cat outside the
door. Unfortunately, I had not noticed that wind had caused drifting
against the steps--and he dropped out of sight! I scrambled to reach
him, but he turned around and ran right back inside before I could
even reach him. :.) Those few seconds were all the snow he wanted.
GLyN has never experienced snow, but with his dislike of rain and cold,
I really doubt he'd like it.
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My cats get soaking wet, then track mud everywhere.

During the hottest part of summer, I put the cats in the
stock tank, and let them swim. I had two male cats
that would get under a full stream of water, and bite at
it like a dog does.


When I was a baby, my parents lived in a farm, which had a reservoir.
During the summer, one cat would come and pester my Dad until he threw
it in the reservoir. The cat loved to swim, but would never go in on
his own.

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When i first got Ike (rb) he was 9 years old and was used to going out. One night it was snowing and wanted to go out so i figured i would teach him a lesson and let him out. He disappeared down my driveway. I was frantic. About an hour later I saw two eyes slowly coming up the driveway. He came in and had had a good time. So much for the lesson.

The cats keep running outside to play in the snow.
They come inside and hug the radiator for a while, chase each other
around, then zoom, back outside. [...]
Sophie (RB) used to love the snow and would get all excited when it
snowed. She loved to run around in it and jump into any snow drifts.
As she was long furred I used to have to thaw the fur under her
stomach with my hands (didn't like the hair drier) as it would be
solid ice when she came indoors,then try to dry her with a towel.

Splodge and Ishmael (both RB) used to love it. I think fluffy cats
realize they're designed for it. We moved here from a top floor
flat, so Ishmael first met snow when he was about 7. He leapt
around the garden kicking up huge flurries that glittered in the
sun. I've never seen a cat having so much fun.

Splodge used to like going out in it at night. I realized why
when I was looking for him and noticed that what I'd thought was
a pile of dark rocks was actually a cat. Random black and white
patches are perfect camouflage for a beast that likes to hunt by
sitting very, very still and waiting for prey to walk up within
munching distance. Sitting still was something Splodge was good
at.

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Lord Bergamot wrote:



My cats get soaking wet, then track mud everywhere.

During the hottest part of summer, I put the cats in the
stock tank, and let them swim. I had two male cats
that would get under a full stream of water, and bite at
it like a dog does.

Further proof (if any cat person needed it) that one cannot EVER
truthfully say anything beginning with "All cats ..."! (Cats can swim
if they have to, it's just that most of them prefer not to.) I keep
spray bottles of water around the house to discourage mine from
unacceptable behaviour, but I had one cat who would ignore the spray
until he was dripping wet, if he were doing something HE wanted to do!

Jack wrote:
The cats keep running outside to play in the snow.
They come inside and hug the radiator for a while, chase each other
around, then zoom, back outside. [...]
Sophie (RB)
I keep seeing people use (RB) and I wonder what it means?
It seems like it might mean something like (rest in peace),
but an Internet search hasn't shown what it means.

Can someone clue me in? Are there any more abbreviations
I need to know, Germane to this group?

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mobile 07800 739 557 http://www.campin.me.uk Twitter: JackCampin


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On 2/18/2015 9:52 PM, Lord Bergamot wrote:


Jack wrote:
The cats keep running outside to play in the snow.
They come inside and hug the radiator for a while, chase each other
around, then zoom, back outside. [...]
Sophie (RB)
I keep seeing people use (RB) and I wonder what it means?
It seems like it might mean something like (rest in peace),
but an Internet search hasn't shown what it means.

Can someone clue me in? Are there any more abbreviations
I need to know, Germane to this group?

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e m a i l : j a c k @ c a m p i n . m e
. u k Jack Campin, 11 Third Street, Newtongrange, Midlothian
EH22 4PU, Scotland
mobile 07800 739 557 http://www.campin.me.uk Twitter:
JackCampin

RB stands for Rainbow Bridge. It means the cat is no longer among the
living. The term comes from this:

(The following was taken from Mid-Atlantic Great Dane Rescue League
Newsletter which reprinted it from the Akita Rescue Society of America.)

THE RAINBOW BRIDGE

There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called
the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side
of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of meadows, hills and
valleys with lush green grass. When a beloved pet dies, the
pet goes to this place. There is always food and water, and
warm Spring weather. Those old and frail animals are young
again. Those who have been maimed are made whole again. They
play with each other all day.

But there is only one thing missing. They are not with their
special person who loved them on earth. So, each day, they
run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing
and looks up. The nose twitches, the ears are up, the eyes are
staring, and this one suddenly runs from the group. You have
been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take
him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again
and again and again and you look once more into the eyes of
your trusting pet.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be
separated.


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