I'm Ok...Really

Someone please tell my tender hearted human that it is OK if I am outside in any type of weather. Our good Lord created animals with fur for a reason. For centuries we have been hanging about in all sorts of elements. That saying, "if it's too cold outside for you, it's too cold outside for the animals" is a nice thought, but even cows hang out in the rain. Course we all know cows are not the smartest.

Last night I enjoyed being in the house for quite awhile. Every time that big bad furnace would start it kind of messed with me a bit. But I tolerated its noise and settled down in her arm for a nice winter nap. I could hear her talking to me every so often. She is not used to having an animal in her arms. Her other cat did not show affection the way I do. It's OK though, I understood her other cat. She was after all one of my kind. I like to lay on my back with my legs stretched out.. Every so often I would touch her cheek and she would smile down at me. I had my eyes closed but I knew she was happy. I was thankful for the longest time that she did not move. I knew she was just itching to turn over or get up, but I hung out in her arm as long as I could.

Finally, I got up and wondered around. I was ready to go back out and I knew she didn't want me to, it was so cold. But I can handle it. I waited as long as I could and was getting snoopy. I needed to be out and about with my neighborhood friends. I missed them. So I started to get nosey and got behind the blind when.....CRASH I knocked some stuff over and spilled a glass of water. It was an accident but I knew she would come running. And she did.

We said our goodbyes for the night. She let me out and actually the fresh air felt good. She's a good human. She worries about me too much. She takes care of me. I live the high life.

Meow