Shedders

We've played a cruel joke on our two cats.

We took them to the midwest in December and exposed them to record cold temperatures. They stayed inside the moose, of course. But, living conditions were a bit chillier than they were accustomed. They responded by growing extra fur. Lots of it.

Then, just about the time they had their winter coats just they way they wanted them, we headed south. And, by the looks of things around here, they got the call from Mother Nature to reverse the process yesterday.

The joke may have been on them, but they're definitely getting us back. They've become a couple of shedders!

As short-haired kitties, these two great little travelers are generally very low maintenance. Usually, we brush them whenever we think of it, which isn't all that often. And, usually, that's more than enough. But, in the last 24 hours we've given the brush a real work out. The vacuum cleaner, too. And, these days we're doling out hairball medicine like it's candy. Living in 400 square feet, fur can pile up fast. So, we're on a mission to keep an upper hand on all the gray and black fluff.

If we had any doubt that subfreezing camping is never again to be part of our fulltiming future, this shed fest would brush that away! As we stroke the little shedders we find ourselves promising them "Never again." Meanwhile, we look forward to helping them strip down to their warm weather attire.

Soon, we hope. Very soon!