Spring? or Not!

By Whisker, Matriarch of Mischief and Mayhem

Well dear friends,  this one is going to be short.  Why?  Well, as you know we've been on hiatus for a few days.  To put it mildly, Grammy is lacking energy.  Sounds like she just wants a time out, don't you think? Slacker, Grammy!

Oh Mousieeeee! Any chance you'll take dictation for me?  Silence!  Guess she's sleeping. 

Okay, Brrr!  If I must I'll take off my mittens and do my best on the keyboard.

OH WOW! It's actually quite mild.  Who knew?

The boys said it was a delightful day yesterday - low to mid 40s - and said I could remove my ear tuques. I'm not quite there yet. They look at me like I'm nutso!  Did you notice how warm it was, friends?  I thought not!  But, it is interesting how low 40s is quite chilly in the autumn but delightfully warm leading into spring.  Funny that! But I don't trust those boys.  No, I don't.

Now we hear from Aunty L  that today might reach mid to high 50s.  Well, actually she said the temperature could rise to 15 C. Same thing! Can you imagine?  This is amazing and welcomed if true. But if so, I might require a grooming to remove excess fur so I don't overheat. 

Oh Grammyyyyyyyy!  Where is she? Oh, there you are.

GRAMMY!  Put the Furminator, Comb, Static Brush and Wire Rake on standby!  I may need a good going over!  *shivers with delight*  I do love a good groom.

Oh, that Grammy! She's such a downer! She told me not today, and maybe not until next week.  And... don't pack away those earmuffs yet... that this is just Spring teasing us. Soon the temperature will drop once again.  Like I said, Grammy's such a downer!

We were so looking forward to windows open, bird song filtering in and the beginning of blossoms budding on the trees.   Well, time will tell.

Oh, speaking of such things you may want to check out Rondo's poetry.  It is under the category Poetry Etc. by Rondo.   Or you can just click on the blog here Spring! Oh how I long for it!  

And one last thing... this week we'll get to see the full moon. Last night, 5 days before,we took a snap of the moon. Looks pretty full to me.  Check it out below.

On that note, this old girl is going to stop typing.  Time to crawl into my fluffy, soft, marshmallow bed for a nap!  Move over Mousie!  Make room for Mummy. 

See you around friends. 

Comments are welcomed.  Make them funny, won't you?

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