My cat-sitting board is filling up, once again. People are heading south, if their job and pocket-book allows.
I woke to the retired-guy looking out our back deck door. "There was a cat under our deck and he just jumped the fence and headed up the street."
Why would anyone let their cat out in this weather? Now we will have to watch for it in case it is an abandoned one. "Long-haired grey and a big fella." That's all we have to go on.
This is a good day to stay in but I do have some cat-sitting so I'm heading out. I'll be back for a hot cup of tea soon.
The kitties are nestled around the wood-stove. All but Sierra.
She likes the laundry-area cat-bed 'cause it has a heating pad.
NOT MOVING ALL DAY.
Hope it's warmer in your parts.