Winter is coming back to Iowa. Record setting late snows and cold are not the stuff of snowbirds dreams upon returning to the north after basking in the relative warmth of the southern tier of states.
As unimpressed as we are with the weather, the cats are even less impressed with the current company they are sharing their space with this weekend. After six blissful feline months of only hearing mature voices and people who move slowly and deliberately, their house has been invaded by pint-sized humans with the high pitch voices and unpredictable, lightning fast movements!
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Trying to go unnoticed[/caption]I can’t help but laugh at them and their confusion at the sudden chaos! In the 5th wheel, they had an escape hatch through the cat door in the stairs to the compartment below. In the motor home the best Annie can do is huddle next to the bed pedestal and hope she goes undetected. Buster has retreated to the windshield hidden in the giant Philodendron that sprawls across the whole area.
The invasion began this morning with a visit from our oldest son and one of the great-grandkids who is a very precocious and curious three. This evening our daughters two boys who are six and three joined us for an overnight and the camper has been rocking since they arrived. They will get about an 18-hour hiatus when the boys go home tomorrow till our younger son’s daughter, also three comes to spend the night Sunday night.
Welcome home Buster and Annie!
Until tomorrow…
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