And how do I know this? Well, aside from Cheryl telling me that it’s “bikini weather” (whatever a bikini is), she was outside with us today.
I thought it was rather odd of her, but she put down an old vest on the porch and was sitting on the doorstep, bare feet on the vest, and having a coffee. We were out for quite a while, over 20 minutes. Oscar came by and had a kibble and a drink and then wandered off again. Oscar is the grey tom named “Smokey” that canvasses the neighbourhood for females, food and fights – in that order. Cheryl calls him Oscar after some guy named Oscar Madison. Apparently the guy was a slob and Cheryl thinks that Oscar’s habit of spraying is equally offensive.
Anyway…
Cheryl brought out her coffee and sat on the doorstep while Smoky and I played in the snow. Sari spent most of her time sunning on the windowsill.
I think I know why Cheryl’s in such a good mood, too. She’s hooked up her old computer speakers to her iPod and now she gets to listen to some guy talking all night long. Personally, he does nothing for me, but Cheryl seems to sleep more soundly listening to him. At least, she’s harder to wake up when I try. If she’s talking, she must be awake, right?
