Feline Monday Motivation With Cranky Cats by feline editor Clyde and friends.
Fasten your seat belts dearies, expect an oopsie, what fresh hell is this kind of week. Sorry, my motivation is unfluffy but may save you stress in advance. Thankfully, there are a couple pretty pics from the garden. Breath… Nerves will be frayed. Colorful language spoken. Things more wrong than right. Don’t take anything personally. Be like a cat. We never do. So, if the last few weeks have been Mercury in Retrograde wonky, expect one last week of craziness before it goes direct. I predict by the new moon, the last die-hard vestiges of winter will turn into a proper spring overnight. Meanwhile, we’ve been cranky cats wanting spring but settling for electric heating pads.
We and that includes felines and humans at our house are literally climbing the walls. Okay, at least Odin is. There was added stress for Layla dealing with cat death news and unusual feral cat rescue coordination. Let’s just say there were lots of late nights emails and calls with a positive outcome.
Odin says a final farewell to snow and not a moment too soon for him. The snow hides everything under a blanket of clean. When it melted, the lawn guys did their thing but
it was a sorry sight for Merlin’s grave. Spring cleaning is needed and hopefully nature will provide a less depressing scene soon.
A carpet of scilla has bloomed exchanging blues for blue. They are lasting longer than usual. It’s the only good thing about the bone-cold weather. The delicate blooms are downright miraculous.
It’s odd not having our daffodils up and I thought I’d honor National Cherish An Antique Day with daffodils from 1898. Do I count as an antique to be cherished?
See you next week and be sure to stop by on Friday for a special post.
P.S. and oh my whiskers, my aging fur and human family. When did everyone at my house suddenly turn into an antique? I need to order a gallon of water from the fountain of youth or escape to a spa for 600 years. How about you?