It's been cold this week in Texas. We're used to the occasional norther blowing in and making things frigid for a couple of days, but this time, it just got cold and stayed that way. All the roads iced over last week and still aren't fully thawed.
On one of the first days of the ice storm Ella indicated that she'd like to go hang out in the back yard. She communicated this by standing at the back door crying incessantly.
I explained to her that, no, she didn't want to go out, since it was freakin' cold out there.
But she just explained (in ever-louder cat-speak) that yes she,
definitely, did.