So I endured the yard clean-up yesterday pretty well. It was a little lonely out there when at last all the equipment was put away and I was allowed to survey the yard again up close and personal. But I know there will be more….and more….to come.
Mom said yesterday that she thinks it might be time to get a sweater for me to wear outside. EEEEK! Just because I’m a little reluctant to go out in the cool mornings and evenings? I ask very nicely to go out at one of our doors – Mom opens the door – I feel the breeze and if it’s cool-ish I just look up at her and give her “the look” meaning “can’t you make it a little warmer out there first??”…….I can’t help it if I feel the cold a little more now that I’m a bit older. Good grief – does that really necessitate a sweater?
I suppose I could get used to it though. As long as she doesn’t get the bright idea to try some kind of booties on my feet. Now that might be a little embarrassing. A “manly” sweater – maybe a tartan plaid or dignified solid color – something that looks nice with my ginger coloring you know. Mom says I’d be “cute” in any color but at my age is “cute” the look I’m seeking??? I should think dignified might be more appropriate. Can a cat look dignified in a sweater though?? So much to ponder on this early Saturday morning.
Sammy, Sweaterless in Warrenton, Virginia