To say I like to keep it cold in my apartment... would be something of an understatement.
Just ask Mollie T. Miss Mollie, you see, prefers it to be more than a tad warmer than I do. But... since I pay the TXU electric bill... I control the thermometer.
I have, however... come home unannounced at times... and found Miss Mollie T trying to get one of her little kittie-fingers on the thermometer button that raises the temperature.
When I catch her in the act... she just grouses loudly, and then mumbles something about being ticked-off because she doesn't have an index finger. She get really mad... that I have one, and she doesn't.
So... Mollie T has this fantasy... where she hears the George Harrison singing Here Comes The Sun and she thinks the sun is actually going to come out and shine in "our" apartment.
So... off she goes... to find her very own "place in the sun." It's right there... right inside the patio door. A nice, warm square of Mother Nature's sun... just waiting for her.
But then... wouldn't ya know it. Wouldn't you know that I'd come along. CatMother... as she calls me. She sees me... and grouses... "oh... ya got that damn camera again." "Ya know... all that clickety-clickin' from the camera woke me up..." she said."
Yeah... says me. I know. But I got these Active Rain posts I need to get out. They gotta get out tonight... so save your grousing.
Miss Mollie T was not pleased... nor did she see any humor whatsoever in what I was saying. I had two pictures left for this post... but one, I just discovered when I looked closely... was of Mollie what she sarcastically calls "giving me the kittie finger."
Well... obviously, I couldn't use that photo. I wanted to post this in the "Family Ties" group... but "kittie-fingers" just don't go over in there.
The only other picture... was the one just above... with Mollie T grumbling and growling... and getting up and ready to bolt into the far corners of the apartment.
So... with a huff and a growl... she was off.
Now what is a Mother... a CatMother... supposed to do. All I did was take a few pictures. But... just because the clickety-click my Canon Digital SLR camera made... she woke up... and was not pleased.
What's a CatMother to do ?