No, you have not just been introduced to my cat ... don't have one of those, by the way. My dogs would eat any cat that dared enter this house, and that would be cruel, unusual, and unwarranted punishment! However, I've noticed that when the weather gets cold, even though there are moments of energy & focus, it mainly makes me want to curl up with a warm blanket, possibly a fire, and snuggle with a good book/movie/show/person/etc (which should explain the feline allusion). Why is that?
I'm normally a pretty energetic person. In fact, I tend to have difficulty sitting still much of the time (ask anyone who knows me). I like the feeling that occurs when I've accomplished things that need to be done or that I just want to do - vacuum the house, paint a room, laundry (yuck) - so why is it that I have to mentally and physically force me to extract myself from whatever cozy spot I'm in to go do what needs to be done?
Is it possible that, even though our species has evolved well beyond our primate ancestors, we still have a touch of hibernation instinct that zooms to the forefront of our consciousness when wintery temperatures descend upon us? Makes mild sense ... even though I don't think that my boss or those to whom I owe monthly bill payments would appreciate my going into hibernation for a couple of months ... Still .....
Maybe the birds have it right. It's always a great boost to travel to somewhere warm when it's cold. Should the life lesson here be to "think like a bird"? Hmmm ... constantly live where it's warm, never worry about how loudly you're conversing with your neighbors, your home is always on the penthouse level of where it's built, and if you ever choose to hide your head under your or someone else's arm your face gets buried in soft feathers. There could be lessons to be learned here .....
~ The Girl In The Little Black Dress
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