Animal fun
Groucho moves in It was Thursday, February 18, 2021, when Connecticut treated us to yet another snowstorm...we had only “enjoyed” about a dozen others so far that month, and I was more than sick of that miserable, frozen white stuff. Apparently, Groucho was too. Over the years, she developed the habit of eating meals on the porch, and I encouraged that, hoping she would come into the house. On that cold, snowy day, I could not bear the thought of putting her back out into the storm, and I opened the door to my dining room. She saw my youngest cat, Dixie, and immediately went inside. Dixie was thrilled to have her “porch friend” in the house with her, and I was glad I would not find myself picking up a frozen cat body. As I type this, we are in day four of Groucho's new life as a house cat. She has adapted amazingly well; she sleeps all day, prowls all night and eats from the “crunchies bowl” at will. All the cats have accepted her, and she amazed me by learn...