Power (Outage) Breakfast

So I'm trying out a new font here since we realized my curlicue one might've been a little too squiggly with some of the letters.  Anyway, as many of y'all may have experienced yourselves, a recent storm caused power outages of varying lengths.  The winds 'round these parts can be robust, (as me and dad write this the wind is, once again, whipping like crazy out there and the internet's intermittent) and a weekend or so ago caused more than a little concern what with the tall trees surrounding us.  We ended up losing power for several hours that Saturday when temps dropped through the day into the teens, and as they do, mom and dad made the most of things. 

We all pretty much stayed camped out in the living room in front of the fireplace we're so grateful to have, and a little thing like a power outage wasn't gonna stop mom and dad from enjoying their typical Saturday eggs & bagels breakfast.. 

Sure, there's a propane camp stove at the ready and a propane grill in the basement, but they decided to rough it. 

The fire stayed lit throughout the day, even after power was restored, and life went on.

Nothing's gonna stop mom from getting her tea!

  Besides these photos, dad took one of what Yours Truly was doing the whole time, but it looked pretty much like all the other photos of me curled up in my chair, snoozing blissfully.  When I realized dad sent it to the "Deleted" folder I huffed and fumed, so he added this one from this morning to make me happy.  

Power Restored, still taking advantage of the heat

Neighbors

I don't know, I must be softening in my old age.  Sure, I'm okay with occasionally highlighting family members' feline companions, but now I find myself sharing non-family kitties.  Mom and dad have been caring for a vacationing neighbor's barn cat named Val, a tabby & white youngster who has full command of a barn up behind us. 

Now, as a Tortie, I have my own special way of showing love and stuff, but I've overheard mom and dad talking about what a snuggly cat this Val is.  On more than one occasion I've also heard sentence enders like, "but we wouldn't trade you for the world" and whatnot, so I guess I have nothing to worry about.  I guess. 

Anyway, that there lady barn cat is Val.

Hi Val.

Bye Val.

Yawn

 We all sleep, right?  I mean, what's so fascinating about a sleeping cat?  With all the pictures dad insists on posting of me catching some ZZZZs you'd think it was a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence or something.

  Truthfully, I'd say mom's emoji PJs are more exciting than a snoozing Tortie.  But even those are kinda like "meh-".  

Okay, maybe he's got a little bit of a point here.