Where is Winter?
It's January, but we haven't seen much of winter so far this season.
It was a record 74 degrees today (um, I mean yesterday, since it's past midnight now). Here I am lounging on the dilapidated antique scratching post out on the deck. Mom sprinkled some of that Cosmic catnip on it a few weeks ago, so it's a great place to relax, if you know what I mean.
Our late grandpa made this post for our sister Precious back in 1982. It's really heavy duty and won't tip over like the ones you buy at a store. When the kitchen was remodeled and the cat TV room (bay window) was installed, the post was sent outside to the covered part of the deck. I'm hoping that Dad will recover the pole part for me so I can use it as a scratcher again.
Mom and Dad made Bathsheba go out to breathe some fresh air, but she didn't want to stay outside for long. She preferred to work with her photographer up in the bedroom to practice her "spicy vixen" look. I think that spicy vixen stuff has gone to her head.