Mar 12 2010
This Is Your Wake-Up Call
Lookin’ out my front door
Rain pounding on the curved roof/wall woke me up at 6:00 this morning. Since we haven’t yet been subjected to the absurdity of daylight savings time, it’s light-ish out. Light enough for me to turn off the mountain lion deterring outside lights, anyway.
Returning to bed, Audrey was curled up neatly on her side (she tends to sleep in a ball, whereas June tends to stretch out and cover as much real estate as she can) and June was placed exactly where my feet should go, pinning down the covers. Henry of course was in her bed by the heater, dreaming of sunshine.
I figured it was safe to shut the balcony door and go back to bed for a little while.
Just as I was drifting off to sleep, I heard the distinctive sound of the Audrometer, clawing madly at the recently closed balcony door. “Audrey, cut it out!” I yelled from under the covers. “What’s that you say? Ignore you completely and keep doing what I was already doing?” I tried to ignore her frantic clawing and clacking. After a while, I heard her quick, graceful steps on the stairs and then, you guessed it, more clawing and pounding at that door.
Giving in to the inevitable, I put my sleep mask and ear plugs away in a little brass box by my bed (so June won’t play with them into oblivion and/or eat the ear plugs). As I put on another sweater, I gazed at June, sleeping happily through the whole thing, then grumped my way downstairs.
I let Audrey out into the pouring rain, and as I write, she’s still out in it somewhere, even though it’s raining hard enough to bounce back up again. It’s dark enough to have the light on, which reminds me: why do TV shows and movies always have lights on, even when it’s broad daylight?
Visions of power outages dancing in my head, I warmed up coffee in my tiny, as-yet unbroken cup and turned the heat up from the night’s 52 to the day’s 62. This is the best part of Henry’s day, other than getting her Sea Flex treats. She melts out of her bed with happiness as the warm air toasts her tiny body. Bliss!
4 Responses to “This Is Your Wake-Up Call”
Oooh….green grass. We just have grey, grey and more grey!
“It Never Rains in California, but man it pours……” played by Ray Conniff……we used to really like this music.
Sounds a though the words are true… Wonder how long this weather will last for you?
No comment on the cat situation….looks as though Audrey is your teenage delinquent.
jx
The rain will end soon, along with the winter. Then the grass will slowly turn brown – uh, “golden” in the Golden State. We get all our rain in three months or so every year.
Glad the rain will end soon for you, at least you have signs of Spring already, meanwhile, do like Henry, keep warm under the covers.