Housecat Report

My 20 pounds of housecat is mad at you.

Not just you.  My cat as mad at all humans.  Me included.

Winter hit my house full-on yesterday.  We are talking snow drifting against my back door and whiteout conditions at every window.

I recognized all of us were headed for trouble when my cat sauntered over to the back door so I could let him out.  “It’s not good, Buddy,” I told him.  “You won’t like it out there.  We have winter in the works.  I mean drifts and everything.”

The problem here stems from the fact my cat is convinced the weather—since it is directly connected to the door—is a human construct.  In simple terms, we are responsible for the weather.  And he hates winter.

Yesterday, snow drifts and all, I opened the door to let him out.  Naturally, he took a step back and laid back his ears.  And then I did a bad thing…I scooted him outside and shut the door.

So, expect a bit of attitude from him next time you are here, you dirty dogs.

—Mitchell Hegman