Severe cold, snow and icy streets and roads outside affects our behavior. So our pets also react.
The big, strong Tom in my house has been able to go out in the evening for about four hours, but
the below freezing temps at night I do not impose on him. He comes in when I turn out the lights.
Suddenly, for no reason he began racing through the rooms. At first, I thought, as usual he had seen a bird or a squirrel move around the house and had run to watch from another window. Not this time.
He did not stop but raced through the rooms several times. He must have concluded, "I need to exercise more."
Another new thing happened one morning as I was going through my morning ablutions. He sat upon the counter next to the lavatory and watched the drops fall from the dripping faucet. Call the plumber again after the last time? No. He watched for a few moments, and then put out his paw trying to catch each drop. Not satisfied with this failure, he tried to bite the drops. I expected he would then lick the faucet for the water, but not so. It wasn't water to him, but a game. I wonder
how he would tell the story.
Yet another game, not so new, but a bit different. He jumped to the edge of the bathtub between the shower curtain and the plastic sheet next to the shower and delighted himself lashing his tail against the plastic. A cat's got to beat up something, even with his tail, to show his prowess as a fighter.
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