>> Monday, June 28, 2010
Cats and hot weather do not mix. Our four have been pretty crabby on the hot and humid days. We don't have central air conditioning in our house, just one window unit that we put in our bedroom for the really sticky nights. We have discovered that if any of the cats is being insufferable, locking him/her in the bedroom with the air conditioner on for a few hours makes him/her emerge a totally different cat. Poor kids. I wouldn't want to be wearing a fur coat in the summer, either.
When not locked in the bedroom with the a/c, they use their own method of kitty belly cooling, which amuses me no end. At any given moment, one is liable to find all four splayed flat on their backs:
It takes everything I've got not to go up to them and whuffle in their fuzzy bellies. Reason usually trumps over temptation, though, as soon as I remember just how grouchy they are about being hot.
The dogs still haven't learned that cat belly whuffling isn't a good idea in the summer, though. If they haven't learned yet that the cats are pointy, they never will. They look so surprised every time they get whacked in the snoot for taking liberties with the cats' bellies. Dumb dogs.