That's why I think I'll postpone my Friday-blog hop celebration until I can breath easier; apparently not until beginning of next week.
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/
Friday, December 6, 2013
Pasha and I are Hunkered Down
Pasha, Lilliput and I are hunkered down (that's what the Weather Channel tells us to do).
It may look pretty right now, but as the ice accumulates on the trees - especially the tall pines all around my house - bad things might happen at any time. It is 3 AM and I am up, dressed, and in my boots with all doors unlocked in case we have to make a quick get-away. Wouldn't want to be caught running out of the house in my jammies.
Until then, be safe everyone - and, as always, thanks for stopping by.
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Ice can be so scary. I hope you and Pasha are both safe and warm. Take care, Inge.
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