WINTER: The five stages of grief…
Stage 1: DENIAL
AMARULA: I wonder why the human was acting so odd when she let me outside this morning…hey, what is this strange white stuff that seems to be everywhere?
AMARULA: I wonder where all the birds are? Well, I’ll just wait by the bird feeder and terrorize them as they fly by like I always do…if I could just get this white stuff off of my paws…
Stage 2: ANGER
AMARULA: SNOW! Noooooooooooooooooooo! How could you do this to me again Mother Nature! Curses!
Stage 3: BARGAINING
AMARULA: If winter would just go away, I promise I would be nice to Zulu and Frodo.
Stage 4: DEPRESSION
AMARULA: I can never escape winter! I might as well bite down on this electrical cord and end it all now!
Stage 5: ACCEPTANCE
AMARULA: It really is everywhere isn’t it?
AMARULA: I’m outta here! Let me inside!
- Snow is the ENEMY
- I is my favorite word in the universe! I like to think that I put the I in tortIe!
- One holiday memory that I cherish is when I managed to hack up a hairball right under the Christmas tree! Is there any better gift to show the human just what I think of the holidays and her festive spirit???
- I always thought that Santa is clearly a dog person. Why else would he LEAVE presents instead of TAKE them? Clearly a dog lover; no self-respecting cat person would ever do such a crazy thing.