Cold Weather, Cats, and Coffee

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I grasped my hands tightly around my favorite mug, the hot coffee warmed my fingers. I closed my eyes and took a long, slow sip. Ahhh… I felt my cat, Ginger, rub against my legs. She meowed softly as if to say, “Hello? I’m here too!” I smiled as I picked her up and walked to my front door. Through the frosty glass I could see snowflakes drifting down onto the white landscape. I breathed a happy sigh. Ginger meowed again to be let out, but when I opened the door, a frigid gust of wind blew in! She sprang out of my arms and hid under the table. I quickly shut the door and latched it. “Looks like today will be the kind of day to curl up with a good book!” I said to Ginger.


-Whimsical Writer


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