PASHA, From Animal Shelter to A Sheltered Life: Slight Miscalculation

When the flaming-orange tom was brought to the local animal shelter, he was messy. And he stank. That darn cat never took his eyes off me. They were not quite green and not quite yellow; they were round, and alert, and reflected light like precious stones set in orange gold. ‘Don’t even think about it,’ I told him. E-Book and Paperback available from Amazon.com http://www.amazon.com/Inge-H.-Borg/e/B006QYQKUS -- Also check other writings at: http://devilwinds.blogspot.com/

Saturday, February 9, 2013

Slight Miscalculation

I used to live in Boston--and their snow emergency this weekend reminded me why I had moved to San Diego; like Scarlett (Gone with the Wind) I had vowed, "By God, I shall never be 'cold' again...." (By the way, never say never.)

I moved to Arkansas. My research had shown an average temperature of 56 degrees...No problem; I could handle that. But I was never good in math; thus, I didn't realize that this average was obtained by 110 degrees in summer and 16 degrees in winter...a slight miscalculation on my part.

To my surprise, the foothills of the Arkansas Ozarks do get snow. Hence, these visitors to my birdfeeder...

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Saturday, February 9, 2013

Slight Miscalculation

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