Spring

It's finally spring here. Mom washed the inside of some of the windows and then threw them open to let the breeze go through the house. A couple she washed were in her office. I like the smell of spring breezes. An open window was so irresistible.

Mom couldn't see me at first because of the way the windows are divided. She got a little worried I'd jumped off the deck. I'm not allowed to do that. No mom. I'm right here.

There are so many smells. I'm just checking things out. Are you going to come out and wash the outside of the windows so I can really see out when I sit by the window?

I explored the deck railing just a bit farther from the house.

Mom said this was as far as I could go. Actually, this is fine with me. There can be some loud noises, like the motorcycle of the guy who lives next door, that scare me. Mom gave me a combing today too, to help get rid of my winter coat and the breeze through my fur was really nice.

After awhile, though, I'd rather be closer to mom so I can have ear scratches, so I came inside.

She said the window will stay open unless it gets too chilly for her so I'm welcome to stay here all day. My sister isn't interested in going out on the deck. She would rather sleep in the chair on the other side of mom.

Hooray for spring! How is it by you?

Love,

Pilchard

Spring Is Coming

This past weekend was wonderfully warm. Mom kept trying to get us to come outside, but she should know by now that Mija and I just don't care for the out of doors, even if she's standing on the deck with the door open. So, she gave up, but she decided the house needed to be aired out, and she opened a window.

I hopped up onto the shelf and stuck my face in the warm breeze. WOW. You could smell a change in the weather. Mom didn't open the window far enough that I could be tempted to go out on the sill. I could just sit in the sunshine and the warm breeze.

After giving the air a lot of sniffs, I sat down to bask in the sunshine. Man was that nice. It's been so cold that I got kind of hot sitting here. Mom went into the living room to do some cross-stitch and I followed her, after a bit.

I decided that even with all the sunshine, sitting on the cat tree watching mom was the best place to be.

Hope spring is coming where you are.

Love,

Pilchard

Har Har

I thought the postman was done dropping off boxes at our house once this thing called "Christmas" was over. But, we've received 4 boxes of stuff in the past 2 weeks. The boxes aren't big enough to sit in, however.

These boxes are from mom's friends and they always want to know if Mija and I liked them. Mom holds them up so we can sniff them.

Usually, Mija gets a sniff first.

Then I get to sniff.

Mom will tell her friends that she gives every box that comes into the house a "cat scan". Har har.

Sometimes they do smell interesting particularly if they come from another pet's forever home or they have some strange scent, like the box of bacon-scented items. I thought Mija was going to rip the box to shreds to get into it. Mom gets the strangest things some times.

So, have you ever smelled something so good you took a box apart to sniff it?

See you next week.

Pilchard.