Friday, 19 August 2016
Today was Skooter’s freedom day.As soon as I got up, I opened the door to the rest of the house and moved Skooter’s cat tower to the living room.
Calvin had gone outside. There was no hissing between Frosty, Smokey, and Skooter. After some exploring, Skooter went right back to the bedroom. Meanwhile, Frosty had a good play session with his new Kitty Karrot from Snooter-doots.
Skooter returned to the living room and wished I would open the door.
I want him to discover the cat door. I think that will make a clearer memory of how to come back in.Skooter was looking when Smokey went out the cat door.
Maybe the heat was addling Skooter’s brain. He did not figure out the cat door.
As the weather reached 100 degrees, every cat lay flat.
I debated between a book and blogging/Facebook. The computer won.
As a breeze came up and the weather cooled a bit, Calvin returned from wherever he had been.Calvin is the skittish one.
I found Skooter sleeping in the bathroom sink. Cool porcelain must feel good.
I did not set foot outside except to water hanging baskets from the porch. Allan was more ambitious (as usual) and hung laundry out on the line.I simply must check the plants in the greenhouse now that it is cooler. We have dinner plans and so I think today’s outdoor freedom day won’t happen for Skooter. Tomorrow, I will give him cat door lessons because I do want his first outdoor day to be one where I am at home.
Tomorrow, Ann would be going on a boating trip to Long Island in Willapa Bay, a trip that Dave, Melissa, J9, and Allan had all signed up for (and paid $20 to join the sponsoring group). Allan and J9 did not get in because they read the email address wrong; it was a tremendously dyslexic-unfriendly address. So even though 100 people (including Todd) got to go, my four friends would have to find other entertainment tomorrow.
1995 (age 71):
August 19: I moved the chrysanthemums from the pallet boards and trimmed them and arranged them in trays according to height. I’ll start planting the healthy ones next week.
1998 (age 74):
August 19: Noon-5:00 WARM 75 degrees I didn’t get out until noon. I wanted to finish sieving the compost but it got too hot. I started sorting the washed pots and trays. I found 30-40 trays in the garage that were dirty so washed them. I brought out the last 3 trays from the shop and dumped them. If it’s hot again tomorrow I think I’ll plant some various seedlings into large pots to set out as they bloom.