Fun With Hard Water

In the summertime it gets mighty hot around here, but everyone says that's okay because it's a "dry heat". Well, now it's cold and it's real cold because it's a dry cold. No clouds, not even enough humidity to ice up the windshield. But there's ice in the gutters, and nothing but fun to be had when those knuckleheads in their great big SUVs go screaming into strip mall parking lots, cross that icy gutter and do a surprise two-ton pirouette into the sidewalk.

Someone down the street set up a sprinkler next to a bush and the tire swing. Instant art!

We keep a children's plastic swimming pool outside for the dog to cool off in. He drinks out of it too, especially if it's been collecting dead leaves and muck for several months. But now it's frozen over and it pisses him off when he bonks his nose on it. Aha! I thought. Let's have fun with ice and animals. I went and got the cat.

I held her over the pool and she didn't react at all. Ho hum. So I dropped her. Ack! she said, but landed on it, grabbed into the ice with her claws, looked around without concern, gracefully leapt off and pranced away. No panic at all, not even a tuft of fur out of place. Stupid cat.