The End of October and Waiting for Rain!

... or... Just When I Get My Ducts All in a Row-- it's Duct Season.

Well... it's finally here! The end of the month! This is not my favorite day of the year. I don't like the pagan holiday. It always makes me fearful for my outside cats. Both solid black. Not that I'm superstitious mind you-- it's because I live in a town full of stupid "enlightened" people; some of which have been known to very openly practice their witchcraft. Those types will claim adamantly that there is no blood sacrifice of either innocent animals or humans. My opinion on that is THEY may not practice the truly hard-core beliefs; but, there is proof positive that it IS a practice and you never know when some zealot will go over to the darker side- thus, my apprehension.

Yeah. I know. I used to decorate all out. That was back in my own "dark ages". Now I prefer just to ignore the event. I don't even have chocolate candies! For the record- we only ever have about 1-2 trick or treaters per decade; so, no I'm not being a an old mean stick in the mud either.

This has been the driest year since I can remember. Summer of 1980 was this dry-- but, that Fall the rains came. This year-- we're still waiting. We are expected to see some with the front moving through today- yeah! Surprisingly- we had a major weather front move through last week bringing much cooler temps (even in the 30's- yikes!) but no rain. This week's temps won't be so cold- which is a major relief to me! Because the electricians came and ripped out all my duct work today!

Now- maybe with new ducts; I hope to have lower utilities and much clearer sinuses!

Miss Katrina (Katarina) Kat has made herself quite at home and part of the menagerie. She adores her big brothers, and is relentless in getting them to play along... then when she finally tires, curls up next to one of them! So sweet! Her name changes as does her mood-- Katrina for when she's being a spit-fire; Katarina for her more placid moments, and Ekhatarina for her regal periods. She's growing, too-- but, still the daintiest of the felines. I frequently wake up to all three of the inside kittys bunked up next to me and she's often the recipient of a bath from one of the Big Boys.

Well- I'm off to look for more raindrops! It did finally come through in between my starting this entry and finishing it!