Why Do These Things Happen?

Thank heavens it’s warm enough for a good nap.  I was beginning to think that naps were going to be cold forever.

            We have just survived a most terrible time!  Last week, I think it was, the lights went out when Mom was getting ready to bake something.  She was not happy about that, because, at the same time, the heat went off, too.  Anyway, she didn’t think much about it, so we didn’t, either.  Mom thought the lights would be back on fairly soon, but she was terribly wrong!  She went to her class, and when she got back, it was still dark and getting very cold in our home, but she didn’t turn on the heat.  She put on a lot of clothes and after eating a little something, we all went to bed.  It wasn’t too bad when we were all snuggled up together.  Mom put some extra blankets on the bed and she got so warm that she was sweating.

            When we got up the next morning, it was colder than ever!  How horrible!  I hardly felt like eating, because it was so cold.  Mom said that Dad couldn’t get a train to come home, so it would be at least Monday before we had any lights.  I think that was two night times away, so she was not at all happy about it.  Mina and I spent all day under the comforter, so we could keep warm.  We all snuggled again that night (Mom says it was Saturday night), but the next morning was even colder!  I told Mom time and again that I was cold, but she didn’t do anything about it.  Why didn’t she just turn on the heat?  Why did Dad have to be here to get lights?  There are so many human things that I just do not understand!  Anyway, we ate breakfast and spent that day under the comforter, too.  That night, we all snuggled together once again to keep warm.  It would have been much easier to just turn on the heat!

            The next morning, which Mom said was Sunday, it was colder yet and I thought that we all were going to freeze to death.  I complained to Mom a lot, but still she did nothing.  When she came home from her night class, she brought a stranger upstairs with her, using a flashlight, put us in the box, and packed up our food and litter box.  We all rolled off in the stranger’s car to her house.  We were let out of the box in a place that had furniture (couches and chairs), lots of plants, and clothes on the drying rack.  It was warm!  Mom was out with the stranger for a while and then she came in and lay down on the couch and covered up with a comforter.  Mina and I let her sleep for a while, but we just had to talk to her about the new place and ask her if we were going to live there now.  How many moves can a person make?  Anyway, she kept telling us to be quiet and go to sleep, but we just couldn’t do it.

            In the morning, Mom spent some more time with the stranger and then a man and two boys looked in to see us.  Very soon, we were put into the carrier and everything packed up.  The stranger dropped us off at our place and left.  Mom carried us and everything else up the stairs to our apartment.  Oh, it was so cold!  We immediately went under the comforter.  Mom went out for a little bit that day, but then she got under the covers with us and spent most of the rest of the day there.  Finally, after dark, Dad came home.  It was warm in our bed that night, with the four of us in it.

            In the morning, as soon as he could, Dad left the house and came back quite a while later and said that we would have lights that night.  It would be better to have heat!  We spent the day under the comforter once again.  After dark, the lights suddenly came on and, coincidentally, so did the heat.  It has taken a very long time to get warm in here, and it’s not really all that warm, but it’s better than it was.  Mom and Dad are still cold, but they don’t complain too much.  Mina and I are not complaining, even though we would like it warmer.  At least all four of us are together and able to keep each other warm.  Mina and I always have the comforter, although sometimes I do sleep in the furry bed again.  It was too cold before, but now I have my heart cushion on my suitcase right next to the radiator and Mina sits on the kitchen radiator.  I’m so glad things are back to normal again.  Mom says it will get warmer, but it will just take a little time.

            Why did the heat go off at the same time the lights went out?  Mina and I could do just fine without lights, but Mom and Dad seem to like them a lot.  The heat, however, is a much different matter.  We were so cold!  How could Mom do that to us?  At least she could cook, but that didn’t do much for us, only for her.  She kept using a candle and a flashlight and she kept boiling water.  It felt a little bit warmer in the kitchen, but nowhere else.  Also, why didn’t she watch TV or something so we all could have cuddled together to keep warm?  Mom is very strange sometimes, always thinking of herself instead of us.

            Well, I think the comforter needs me, so I will be off for a nap.

 

Yours,

Apache

Home at Last?

Whee!!!  What fun there is here!

            We’ve been here in our new home for some time now, and it’s really beginning to feel like home.  The floors aren’t getting any warmer, but if I run fast enough, it’s not too bad.  I can really get up some speed running down the hall, and we have been joined here by Ribbon, Mousey, and others.  It’s great.  There is no one here to be scared of Mousey, and Ribbon has been very happy here, too.

            The bathroom is different from any bathroom I’ve ever seen, but it’s pretty neat.  It is all hard, both the floors and walls.  Mom has put our litter box in the bathroom, so now we are almost just like humans.  All we need now is to eat at the table, but I don’t think that is going to happen.  I like to go into the bathroom, even if I don’t need the litter box.  There is a funny curtain hanging by the shower, which is just part of the floor.  I often go into the shower and go around the curtain, since Mom leaves it open on both ends.  I can also watch her and Dad take showers.  Since it was pretty dusty and dirty at first, here in this new place, Ribbon kept getting dirty, so I took him to the shower and Mom washed him off and hung him outside to dry.  Now he is always clean, and I don’t have to keep putting him in the water bowl, except when Mom forgets to wash him.  I like to go up on the sink, too, and lick the water out of it.  I do that in the shower, too.  For some reason the water in the bathroom tastes good.

            As I mentioned earlier, it is easy to run fast down the hallway.  The floor is tile, so things (like Mousey) slide very easily and quickly.  He squeaks and squeaks as he speeds down the floor.  What fun!  The floors are awfully cold, though, so we spend a lot of time in the bedroom.  The floor there is not so cold, because it is not tile.  Also, our mattress and comforter are in the bedroom, as well as our furry beds.  Miss Patchy sleeps in the furry beds a lot, but I always prefer the bed.  Sometimes I jump up behind the window curtains and look out the window.  There are lots of people outside walking around, and lots of cars and trucks.  Lots of things to watch!  Sometimes small humans play with balls (just like me) and other things.  These small humans look pretty much like big humans, just smaller.  Miss Patchy is beginning to think that maybe there are baby humans after all.  She has not seen much herself, since she is unable to jump up on the window because of her back legs, so I have told her all about it.  She has looked down from the balcony and, I think, from the couch room, so she has seen a little bit.

            Speaking of the couch room, the door to it is almost always closed.  I would love to spend some time in there, but we can go in only when Mom is in there, and then she won’t let us get up on the furniture.  It is white and kind of furry (I was up on it once) and doesn’t look like any other furniture we’ve ever had.  It’s funny-shaped and has big pillows on it.  I think I could love it a lot.  At least the floor in the couch room is not cold, because there is a big rug on the floor.  The furniture looks very nice and comfortable and I would love to spend some time on it, but I haven’t figured out how to do so without Mom’s knowing that I’m doing it.  There also is a funny kind of curtain on the window, and I keep getting my claws caught in it.  That used to be all there was on the window, but Mom complained that the people across the street could look right in at night, so now there is a big, white curtain behind the funny one.  It keeps us from seeing into the windows across the street, so I guess those people can’t see in ours, either.  Mom likes that, because she is working a puzzle.  I don’t know why she likes to do that, as it means sitting in a chair for a long time, looking at little pieces of cardboard.  She picks some up and then puts them down, then picks up some more and puts them back down, until once in a while she smiles and says something and puts a piece somewhere else on the table, hooking it to others that are already there.  In a way, I like puzzles, too, but I like to pick up the little pieces that are hooked to the others and take them down to the floor to check them out.  I don’t see anything great about them, but since Mom keeps working with them, I keep trying to figure out what is so great about them.  Who can explain why Mom (or any other human) likes certain things?

            There is another room in this house, but it is very small, and Dad goes in there a lot by himself.  I am almost never allowed to go in there, but I want to check it out.  It smells good, and there is a hole in the floor with water in it.  Mom keeps the bucket and mop in there, too.  It also is all tiled, like the bathroom.  Mom calls it a squatter.  I don’t know what that means, but Mom says she will not ever use it, except for storing the mop and bucket.

            Well, it’s getting late, and I have a lot of playing to catch up on, so I will be back later.

Regards,

Mina