Cabin Fever - The Start of Spring

Him and her are still away, and I still have access to the computer.

It is starting to warm up. The cold white stuff is disappearing. I can walk on the ground now. I can sit in puddles. I can sit in the sun. I like going out now.

But when I go out now there are many other wild cats. Not just the wild cat from next door who steals my food, but other wild cats who arrive from everywhere. They come to my back gate, they come to my back door and invade my space. MY space! The wild cat from next door who steals my food did one good thing last week. One good thing! He chased away a strange wild cat from my space. Maybe he thinks that my space is his space! Oh no! At least he got rid of the strange wild cat. Maybe I won't hit him as hard as normal next time he gets close. But I will hit him a second time for thinking that my space is his space!



Also with the warm weather comes smells. Many, many smells. I smell other cats. I smell the wind. I smell things melting. Many things melting. My sister came in the other day full of smells from outside. Other cats and other things. She smelled so strange that I did not realize that it was her. I attacked, of course. I left behind claws, she left behind fur. That will teach her.



With all these smells all I want to smell is my smell. I leave my smell any way that I can. Any place that I can.

FM

Cabin Fever - The End of Winter

Him and her have denied me access to the computer for months. But they are away this weekend.

It has been a long winter. A long cold winter. I want warmth. I want sun. I want out.

I try going out. I stand by the door, they open it, my nose gets cold, I retreat. I eat food to replenish my energy. Again, I stand by the door, again they open it, again my nose gets cold. Obviously I still need more food. I try for a third time and finally my body has stored enough calories that I can go out. But only for a minute, then my paws get cold. I stand pathetically, staring in the door, with one cold paw lifted, until they slowly realize that I want inside. But now the good part, they feed me treats. They are tasty.



After my paws warm up I go out again, wait a few minutes, then return. But they give me no treats this time! Maybe they forgot! So I go out yet again and return. Still no treats! I tire of this foolishness.

I go and find a warm spot and sleep. By myself. All my myself.

FM