A byootaful Life

Step 1: Look out the window. If it’s raining, go on to Step 2. If it’s not raining, wait until it is, then go on to Step 2.

Step 2: Throw open the door with great gusto, calling your cat to go outside. Get really excited about it so your cat runs over eagerly.

Step 3: Watch cat race out into the rain, realise it’s wet, turn and bolt back inside! And voila – pissed off cat!

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Haha, poor Puddy. It’s raining and I left the outside door open for her to go outside, but she’s spent most of the afternoon sitting by the door, waiting for the rain to stop. She did venture out earlier during a break in the rain, but it quickly started up again and I had to rescue a miaowing Puddy from one of the narrow window sils. I hate to break it to her, but I’ve just checked the radar and the rain is not going away any time soon.

I guess until it does stop, she’ll just glare at me occasionally, like it’s my fault it’s raining.

I guess it was a little mean of me to open the door and get her all excited, but seriously? It’s wet, miserable and cold. I needed a giggle. And to make it up to her, I let her knead my stomach for a full five minutes, even though her nails are desperately in need of a trim.

Rain, rain, go away!