Sunday, 5 February 2023

the big freeze


Friggity-frack-de-quack-der-knack.


Times two.


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So you all know 'bout my plan to stay indoors and enjoy a few hot nip toddies on Friday and Saturday, right?  On account of those frigid temperatures the weatherpeeps were sayin' we were gettin'?  -26C or lower Friday night?  -18C as a high on Saturday with a wind chill of -42C?  Remember how I blogged 'bout that?


Well best laid plans...


Okay, so I DID stay indoors.  Wasn't allowed out, at all.  That part of my plan worked out.


Weatherpeeps' plan worked out, too, on account of the temperatures bein' that low, not to mention THAT COLD.


But as for my plan to enjoy hot nip toddies...


Well that part of my plan was a big ol' fail, for sure.


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There were no hot nip toddies for me.  No hot toddies for the peeps, either.  For that matter, there was no hot ANYTHIN' for anyone 'round here.


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So here's what happened to Saffy, me, and the peeps:


Peepers decided to sleep in Saturday mornin' on account of her not goin' anywhere on account of the weather forecast.  Up she got 'round 8am.  First thing she did was go into the kitchen, turn up the heat, then turn on the lights.  But the thing is...


The thing is...


The thing is, the lights didn't come on.  For that matter, neither did the heat.


WE HAD NO POWER.


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COLDEST DAY 'ROUND HERE FOR YEARS AND WE HAD NO POWER!  No lights, no heat, no water, no nothin'.


I, Seville the Cat, was not amused.


Neither were the peeps.


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Peepers thinks the power went off about 7:30.  Just about half an hour earlier.  She said, "As long as it comes back on soon, we'll all be okay."


But the winds were terrible and the power peeps can't climb power poles in high winds.


They're not as agile as we cats, you see.  Plus, they don't have claws to hang on.


So until the winds died down, we were stuck in the cold.  But 'bout 5pm yesterday afternoon, the winds must have died down enough for 'em to go up those poles with their clawless paws...  I mean, hands, 'cause the power came back on.


For less than five minutes.


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Then we played the waitin' game again which, unfortunately, does not have anythin' to do with nip mice or wand toys of anythin' fun like that.  In case you didn't know, the waitin' game is not a fun game, at all.  Thankfully, 'round about midnight, the power came back on once more.


This time, for at least five minutes, but less than ten.


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By now, the temperature in the house had dropped to near freezin'.  In fact, the sunroom did freeze.  Peepers' baby eustoma plants for this summer all got frosted and the soil in their pots was frozen solid.


BUT DON'T WORRY.  MY CATNIP PLANTS ARE ALL SAFE.


Never gonna hear the end 'bout those eustomas, though.


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At two or two-thirty this mornin', the power came back on, this time for good.


AND WE ALL SIGHED BIG SIGHS OF RELIEF.


The peeps, Saffy, and I all survived the big freeze.


Catnip plants did, too.


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And remember:

IF IN DOUBT,

DON'T. GO. OUT.

Continue to practice SOCIAL DISTANCIN' measures

AND KEEP WASHIN' YOUR PAWS.

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Remember to mask up, too.