Yesterday was the second of two beautiful, sunny days. It was amazingly warm for February, in the low 60’s, but it didn’t seem to do much to improve the mood around here. Frosty, Scooby, Smarty and I went out into the yard for a little while but even the warm breeze with its hint of spring days to come didn’t dispel the grumps. Maybe it’s because we all knew how temporary the nice weather was. It clouded up just before sunset yesterday and there is no hint of sunshine anywhere in the forecast, going out as far as next Friday.
The rain and the gloominess are getting to all of us. All the cats have been letting me know how displeased they are with life right now, with glares, grumpy faces and the occasional unprovoked attack.
Smarty never really looks grumpy but I think he’s feeling a bit dissatisfied too.
There’s no photo of me but I’m grumpy too. I don’t want to talk to anyone and I don’t want anyone to talk to me. (At least not in person or on the phone. Internet connection is still good!) Family members are likely to get a growl or a snap if they ask me questions, especially if they are hassling me about something I need to do and haven’t done yet. I think my grumpiness has more to do with how I feel than with the weather, although the dampness is definitely a factor in how awful I feel. An all-over body ache doesn’t make for a great mood. I just want to lay down with my iPad and a heating pad but there’s always a long list of must-do’s nipping away at me.
This is one of those times I wish I were a cat! They don’t have to make doctor’s appointments, buy dog food, make dinner, do laundry or make phone calls. They just get to be grumpy if they feel like it, no explanations necessary, no apologies to make for their hisses, growls or snaps. Especially this old man –
At 18 and a half years old, I think he’s entitled to some grumpy moments!