the kitten chronicles - part 142

The boys are still very curious about going outside and they're not in the least bit concerned with snow and bitter cold. I've tried to explain to them that none of the other cats go out in this kind of weather - which is actually true. But they're not buying it. Luckily 905 has come to my rescue. In an extreme Rob Fordian tantrum Oakville, Caledon and Mississauga have banned cats from going outside. This is to prevent them from the mass killings of songbirds. According to the fanatic suburban crowd, cats kill 1.4 million birds a day in North America. The boys were pleased when I told them this. They murmured something like "the work is going well". So I have decided to tell the fur-faces (on the advice of my Mother) that we live in Oakville. I'm not sure if they're entirely buying it- for one thing we don't have a pool. Or a Lexus. But as long as there's snow all over the Fit maybe they won't notice. The fact that we live in Oakville also explains why I come home so darn late some nights. As long as I remember to keep complaining loudly about Toronto and the War on the Car when the boys are within earshot. But when winter's over they'll be wondering why they can't see Lake Ontario from the front window. Then...watch out songbirds! xxx dad