There’s a really comfy blanket in the box which is why Agamemnon prefers to sleep in it. Isis uses him as her electric blanket but only when she thinks nobody is around to go, “Ohhhh! How cute! I want to pet them.” Metztli remains the lone wolf who believes she can go it alone and remains atop the highest point in the dining room she can find.
Their cute antics tell me the cats are very aware of the Cold n’ Freeze Snap or possible Snowmageddon 2022 we’re expecting. It starts tonight/tomorrow morning. As a relocated Yankee, I know what to do already: have the faucets drip slowly, monitor my NEST thermostat better, fill up the tank with gas (we did have a long pause in the supply chain last year), have some water on hand if another boil order happens (another demonstration of Texas pissing away more on Billionaire Welfare and not infrastructure) and get some comfort food to pass the time. We were already staying in a hotel in anticipation of the floor work…HA! Well, at least the delivery person is coming for sure, he called me. One good thing about hiding out in a hotel, they tend to be some of the last places to lose power, heat and/or water. If they do, then we’re bordering on 28 Days Later shit.
As expected, there will be blitz on bottled water, wonder bread, milk and toilet paper. With the latter, whose the snowflake now? We could be invaded by those imaginary Soviet-backed forces from the universities (sleeper cells) and Latin Americans armed with CRT and still, they can’t wipe their butts with leaves? I for one am looking forward to all the SUVs and pick-up trucks in the ditch since these people can’t drive under 55. What I’m also anticipating is the Texas power grid to crap out again. Governor Shitbag and his Lab for Bad Ideas only gave the providers a stern lecture, fired all the political expendable people at ERCOT and said voluntarily winterizing stuff was the solution. We’re going to find out how much good will the greedy campaign-chest packers have for the people when we hit probably -4° C or lower for over 12 hours. How fitting we might be repeating the same mistakes on this Groundhog Day.