Waiting for a break

The roads are clear now, but it's six below outside.  We did get out and about Wednesday:  We both needed our hair cut, so we went to my hairdresser.  I just recently tried her because she's closer to home than the lady I had been using, and she does a great job.  Cliff's barber was right across the street from her, but he decided to do business in a different town; so he used my new hairdresser.  After that we went to grab some bargains from a couple of stores, even though I really didn't need any essentials.  I just needed to get out for a little while.

I've been looking forward to the next ten days for a long time.  I'm so tired of looking at the snow and the bitter cold, but that ends after today.  There will be temperatures in the 40's mid-week.  It looks like I'll get to go to both churches tomorrow!  

It's been so bitter cold, Blue the cat has spent most of his days in his chair in the living room.  He spends the nights outside in the garage in his little house made from an old cooler that Cliff fixed up for him.  Sometimes Mama Kitty gets in with him and they keep one another warm.  He knows I get up early, so he usually comes knocking on the door by six A.M.  

The chair he uses in the house is about two feet in front of the television, and last night he surprised us by watching Breakfast at Tiffany's for awhile (that's two hours of time we'll never get back... the only thing I liked about that movie was the song, Moon River).  I had never watched it before, but remembered it being a big deal in 1960 and wondered what I'd missed... it was a bad decision.  However, there was a cat in the movie, and Blue definitely knew it was a cat!  He had his eyes steadily on it, and the tip of his tail was twitching a warning to that stranger in our house!  The only thing he had been interested in before on the TV was the constant ribbon of closings that went across the bottom of the screen for days.

Gabe and Blue are good friends.  Often Gabe will hear Blue at the door before I do and will go running to the door to escort the cat inside.  Once in awhile Blue walks all over the house (curiosity killed the cat) just to see what he can see.  If I say to Gabe, "Where's that cat?", he will run to find him.  My pets are a lot of fun on these days when we're shut in.  

Gabe has even taught Blue to beg from Cliff when he's eating.

I can almost see February from here, and that leads to March.  When March is here, I can plant a few seeds.  Yippee!