Jan 13 2011
Audrey Calling
Audrey takes a nap
I really liked the typewriter theme, but the text didn’t wrap properly around the pictures, and it drove me crazy. So I went back to this old theme while I look for something new and fabulous. It’s always so hard to find form and function in one place, isn’t it?
It was raining hard this morning. I woke up to the rain drumming on the roof, Roscoe stretched out at my side and Clyde curled up on my pillow. Suddenly, they were galvanized into action and raced downstairs. I listened carefully, and through the racket the rain was making, I heard the distinctive sound of Audrey’s claws squeaking on the panes of glass in the front door. She always picks the door where I’m not, so it’s good to have the boys be the doorbell, especially early in the morning.
She is growling at them more than ever lately. It’s been five months now, and my hopes of her taking to them are beginning to evaporate. Maybe when the boys grow up and are less naughty she’ll approve of them a little more.
Last night, I let them out after dinner for about an hour, even though it was dark. It’s all part of my “worry less about the cats” resolution, but I have to admit that I was relieved when all three of them were in for the night. They may be happiest when they’re outside, but I’m happiest when they’re inside.