There's still plenty of snow left over this morning, but the sun is out and we're supposed to get above freezing today (a little), so there should be more melting going on. Here's Minnie, cooling her bum in the snow as she catches up on the smells, sights, and sounds she's missed over the past two days of Snow Lock-Down. Look how sparkly the snow is in the sun!
Minnie came in shortly after I took this pic; no matter how starved she is for an outing, it's still dang cold out there! I went out after breakfast to shovel the snow off the porch and de-ice a pathway. Egad, that's a lot like work....
By the way, have I mentioned how grateful I am to have gotten my camera and computer back after the burglary? I am. Veryveryvery.
If Minnie can't go outside, she goes stir-crazy, so I played with her an extra lot yesterday. I will today, too, because it's still a snow-covered world out there! In these pix, she's attacking (or dropping) her catnip carrot. As you can see, the carrot lived to fight another day.
Merry Christmas, everybody! Hope you have lots of toys to play with!
Here are some pix from about 8:30 this morning--we had a pretty respectable snowfall last night, and it was still goin' & blowin' when I took these photos. Of course, the sun was out by 10am, so it'll probably all be melted by 5pm, but it was sure an impressive sight. Even my car was covered, which is very unusual, considering that the carport is protected on three sides by houses and a tall fence. The snow must have blown like mad last night.
Here's my driveway and the street from my carport, all covered in snow.
Look how the snow is piled up in great domes on everything! The lump in the foreground of the picture above is a photinia bush.
Minnie was burning up to go outside this morning, despite the arctic conditions, so I let her out to do her business in the carport. In the photo below are her snow-tracks. You wouldn't think a cat would plow so boldly into the cold stuff, but with her fluffy winter coat and fur-tufted feet, she's built for it.
Minnie didn't stay obediently in the carport, naturally. While I was taking pictures, she trotted off to check out the winter wonderland. She even hopped over the carport fence into the backyard, completely ignoring my protests.
I came back into the house and wrestled the sliding glass back door open to get more pix and reclaim my kitty. Check out the dome of snow on the doghouse! And there are more Minnie tracks, of course.
Minnie didn't spent much time outside--she circumnavigated the enormous, snow-covered pampas grass, then zoomed back into the house as soon as I got the door open, knocking over (into the house) a drift of snow that had built up against the glass door.
By the time I got Minnie inside and finished taking pix of the backyard, there was snow packed in the sliding door channel, so I had to clean that out (while more snow was blowing in!). Naturally, the snow on the cold metal had compacted into ice, so I had to get my hairdryer after it before I could get the door closed.
And why are there no photos of Minnie gallivanting about in the snow? Because she was never in any one place long enough to take a picture! Anyway, we were both glad to come back inside and warm up our frozen toes.
About an hour after I got up, the kids across the street came out to play in the snow, laughing and shrieking as they tried to bean each other with snowballs. The snow was so dry, it didn't make very solid snowballs, so after a while they just contented themselves with slinging mittenfuls of snow at each other like kids splashing in a pool. They were having a blast--it was fun to see.
Nope, the photo is not of my house, but the door in the pic looks a lot like the one I officially ordered today (except mine will have aged bronze hardware, bought separately, and screens). The guy who'll be doing the installation came out Tuesday afternoon to measure and inspect the space, he sent his info to Home Depot, and I just went there to review the specs and drop a bunch of money I don't have (yet--pending 2009's tax refund). The door might be in as soon as Jan. 2!
As expected, there's some rotted wood and shingles that will have to be replaced when the new door is installed. One thing This Old House has plenty of is rotted wood!
On the kitty front, Minnie disgraced herself today by growling and hissing at a newcomer to our feral food station--an orange-&-white kitten, three or four months old. (I'm really not sure how old he is, but he was steady on his pins and eating solid food.) He sure wanted in, but I resisted the cuteness. It was not easy. But I was afraid Minnie would tear him a new one. She's a one-per-household cat.
Another new visitor showed up recently, this one an adult male, sorta white (or a very dilute cream), with Siamese heritage showing in his crossed blue eyes. He's a lot more skittish than that kitten was today, but he's becoming a regular at the food station. I don't see any others regularly; if there are any, they come at night.
Oh, and somebody disassembled a bird in a big way recently--feathers everywhere. Ick. I don't know whether it was my little huntress or one of the feral boys.
Following two recent trips to Oklahoma and a West Texas mudstorm, I finally gathered my courage and took my Prius to a car wash where the vacuum-and-wipe-dry guys drive your car into and out of the wash tunnel. I'm happy to report that they handled the Prius's little oddities (Park button, hold-for-a-few-seconds neutral shift, stepping on the brake before pressing the Power button to turn it on) without a problem. I'm very glad, because those guys do a lot better job of washing my car than I do.
I measured my old sliding glass patio door and ordered my new French doors today, including installation. The guy in charge of installation should be calling tomorrow to do his own measurements and "work-site inspection", then we'll get this show on the road. In the meantime, I have a steel bar jammed crosswise against the handle of the old sliding glass door in hopes of deterring particularly lazy burglars.
I was sure nervous about another break-in while away from home over the weekend, but everything was fine when I got home.
I also missed my kitty, but she had a good time with her babysitter. :)
I dreamt last night that Minnie acquired four siblings--four cats that I discovered living in a cabinet under my kitchen sink (along with a box of neatly lined up mouse heads--yes, just heads). There was a mama ginger cat with two kittens and an unrelated dilute calico or gray cat. Don't ask me how I know the gray cat was unrelated to the ginger kitties--in dreams, you just know stuff. Minnie actually sought the other cats out and was friendly with them. That's in the dream, of course. In reality, she would be highly incensed at the intrusion into "her" territory. ;)
...Leo is officially four years old today. He still hasn't turned up, though. I hope he's OK wherever he is.
I haven't gotten my stolen computer/etc. back yet, either--I've been trying to catch the Sgt. in charge of property crimes, as he's the only one who can authorize giving me my stuff back, but haven't had any luck yet. Trying again today, of course.
It drives me nuts that my computer--which I really need to finish a project really soon--is just sitting in the police property room a mile or two from my house, and I can't get it outta there!