No interest in sun-puddles today.

The sun is streaming through the windows but something looks odd in the dining-room.

Usually, there is a cat lying in the sun-puddle on the table. Just a fact around here. Where are all those little scalliwags?

                                                                      Lily looks cozy

Ed's  waiting by the register 'til someone throws a log on the fire.

Sierra's in the 'mouse bed'

Annie is no-where to be found. Probably on one of the beds upstairs.

Someone is waiting for the 'visitor' that may or may not return.

 I think Audrey thinks this is even better than bird-watching. She can hiss and spit and hiss some more, if need be,  just like the oldsters do.
Does she know how fortunate she is to be an indoor cat, all cozy and warm?
I walked over to a few of the neighbour houses to ask if anyone knew the cat by my description. No luck today. I'm waiting for some to return from work and I will ask them also if they might own this long-haired, hungry, matted cat. Oh, I'll be nice but I will describe him as I saw him.  If it is their cat,  they might be shamed into caring for it better. I know I can't change the world, though.

This sunny, cold weather calls for a treat & a hot pot of tea.

                                                Chamomile Apple tea and a date square.

just add honey. :)

I'm joining Sandi at http://sandimyyellowdoor.blogspot.ca/ for HOME

hugs, Deb