I've been out of writing . . . again just because I haven't prioritized "writing" time as well as diligent bloggers do. I've also been missing reading some of my favorites since Google dropped Google Reader, but anyway . . .
I was catching up on all the buzz of my family and friends on Facebook this morning. One of my friends posted a beautiful picture of her tree and commented about the peace and beauty of the morning before everyone gets up. I can relate to this feeling--often pre-dawn hours before the other 4 (the dog gets up with me) in the house are up and needing is a blessed time.
Then my husband comes down the stairs at an early hour for him on a Sunday. "Do you hear that? I think we have a cat in our house?" After exploring, I think we have two cats that are courting just below our bedroom window. Who knew cats could make such noises (more like a wild beast sound) and so loud?!?!? I tried to pick up a little snowball to toss toward them to scare them away--the ground is now frozen after yesterday's rain/ice. I walked outside and tried to yell at them. I got about six yards away--they still did not move and continued making noises. I saw Pet Cemetery when I was young--and I am certain the one cat (though it was too dark outside to confirm) was giving me that look with accompanying sound. I went back inside. Not wanting to spend time getting my rabies shots a week before Christmas, I ran inside and locked the door (the door locking was just in case Stephen King was in town!)!
So much for peace and harmony! Tis the season!