There was such a lovely quotation on my cats page a day calendar yesterday:
"It is with the approach of winter that cats become in an especial
manner our friends and guests. They sit in our chimney-corners,
watch with us the dancing flames, and dream with us vague dreams,
misty and melancholy..."
I'm not sure who Pierre Loti is , yet. I will be looking him up because he sounds like someone who loves his kitties. I love my three kitty babies and I miss terribly, painfully, my beloved Tookie. This winter, nothing will warm me, because I don't have You my Love.