Here we are - on the last warm days of fall catching some rays!
It's started to get very cold here, it's been in the 30s at night. We're not sure exactly what that means to Mom and Dad, but we do know it means that we can go out at night. The rule is once it dips down below 40 - no kitties outside. If we're lucky we get to go out for a few hours after dinner, before it gets too cold.
Bert always wants to come in when he gets cold, but he has short hairs, so he gets colder faster. But I don't see why Jake and I can't stay out - we have big puffy furs to keep us warm (and they get even bigger and puffier in Winter). I sit in the hall and yell, trying to make my point, but Mom just says "no way Pearly-Mae". She always says that she doesn't want my wee tortie-toes to freeze.
I'll take what I can get for now - because once the snow is on the ground I don't like to go out till Spring!
UPDATE: I just wanted to let you know that when my Dad got home today I yelled at him to let me out, and he did! So I scampered out, happy as can be until I noticed that there was SNOW on the ground. I ran back in as quickly as my wee tortie paws would take me - and Daddy laughed and laughed (he even called Mom at work so she could have a laugh too).