Saturday, June 12, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
Kitty Island
I can't believe this: vacation home for cats Do cats actually stay in this place? dont they run away?
http://www.kittyisland.com/index.htm
http://www.kittyisland.com/index.htm
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Adopting a pet from out of state
There's plenty of services that transport pets to those willing to adopt them. Most of them are FREE Volunteer services that will bring a pet to your city from out of state. Info shared by my FB friend Hilary (thanks!)
Pilots N Paws
Trucks N Paws
Second Chance Canines
Throwaway Pups Transport
Roads of Hope
Operation Roger
Animal Rescue Flights
On The Road Again
Worldwide Foster/Rescue/Transport Volunteers Directory and Roger Rover
http://www.facebook.com/l/c06b0;rogerrover.aimoo.com
Humane Animal Resources
-- Humane Animal Resources provides US city, state, national and global listings of No-Kill shelters
Speedpetworking
Animal Rescue Superhighway
Pilots N Paws
Trucks N Paws
Second Chance Canines
Throwaway Pups Transport
Roads of Hope
Operation Roger
Animal Rescue Flights
On The Road Again
Worldwide Foster/Rescue/Transport Volunteers Directory and Roger Rover
http://www.facebook.com/l/c06b0;rogerrover.aimoo.com
Humane Animal Resources
-- Humane Animal Resources provides US city, state, national and global listings of No-Kill shelters
Speedpetworking
Animal Rescue Superhighway
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
It is a cool and breezy night. 1am. Mom hears cat-sneezing while working downstairs with ALL kitties presumably out of the house since 2 hrs ago. Then scratching and snoring. Almost freaks out that she's left a cat indoors for the night, which is forbidden by housemates.
Starts walking around the house checking for hidden cats, then sees an open window in... the dining room, and the 3 usual suspects sprawled right outside the window.
Julio it seems had gathered the troops to lie in wait for Peter with him in his strategic spot , and when the wait was too long, the troops started grooming themselves, scratching, snoring, etc.
Starts walking around the house checking for hidden cats, then sees an open window in... the dining room, and the 3 usual suspects sprawled right outside the window.
Julio it seems had gathered the troops to lie in wait for Peter with him in his strategic spot , and when the wait was too long, the troops started grooming themselves, scratching, snoring, etc.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
If looks could kill
Julio here is staring at Peter who's on top of the trash cans at the other end of the alley. Look at his serious determined gaze. Later that night they fought in the back yard.
sad news
Julio's FB girlfriend, Catalina, died in an accident. She was the cutest white & marmalade cat...so sad, RIP sweet Catalina.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Julio alert
his ear is capturing any and all suspicious activity in the back yard (e.g., Peter approaching from the trash cans)
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
R-O-A-R
Julio DeCat is a determined little lion, set on fighting with Panther in the darkness of the night. Mom tried in vain to discourage him. He even left his food (!) and pretended not to notice Panther's looming behind the trees...
Then I look out the window and see an orange shrimpy little thing at the end of the back yard, crowling slowly on the ground, his belly scratching the ground, moving real slow along the wall.. ready to make his move and attack Panther. Julio DeCat.
Then I look out the window and see an orange shrimpy little thing at the end of the back yard, crowling slowly on the ground, his belly scratching the ground, moving real slow along the wall.. ready to make his move and attack Panther. Julio DeCat.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Addition to the previous post: there's also hardly anything more annoying and ridiculous than humans walking in loud steps, stomping their damn feet as if they're barbarians. And yes, it's awful that the people doing that are actually located NEXT DOOR. It's as if they live in this house, judging from the noise they're making with their stupid footsteps. And this thing happens EVERY SINGLE DAY and EVERY SINGLE NIGHT. Seriously, I was expecting more considerate behavior at 11pm but that's too much to expect I guess.
If there's anything worse, more annoying, less civilized and more ridiculous at the same time than dogs barking at the top of their lungs, it's HUMANS barking their damn lungs out at 11pm on a Monday. Seriously, this is the first city I've heard such a thing. Damn Pitt with it's stupid bigmouths and retarded bus system. And yes I do think that those two correlate, but that's just my educated guess.
WTF? Stupid blogger.com stuff
Ok, so, first, WHY IS THE FREAKING INTERNET SO SLOW AGAIN ???
And why did freaking blogger.com sign me out of my blog? WTF? I'm getting sick and tired of this damn blogger thing, first people cant search and find you through damn google, then you have to put up with their stupid templates, then you randomly get signed off at the exact point that the internet is slow and you're trying to make a post.And I do NOT want to link my blog to amazon, freaking blogger.com ! Just let me make a freaking post without your stupid notifications!
Anyhow, what I was about to say was that rumor has it Marbles is not my sister but my mom ! (mine and Stubbly's). Unless Gary & Anne remember wrong, it's been 5 yrs already :-)
Makes more sense that way. I never believed Tonya DeCat was my mom, she's grey with ugly stripes, more like a Petercat than a cute Juliocat. She's never been sighted in the neighborhood though,not since she gave birth 5 yrs ago. Marbles is the only one who has a bit orange on her fur, and I'm the only orange cat in the clan, which originally had about 17 cats! But I do hope Tonya is not related to Peter the Puke, regardless. He's the ugliest, meanest cat there ever was. Speaking of which, Peter was casually strolling in the jungle this afternoon and didnt seem too scared of my mom. I guess he needs a bit of water thrown at him or his ass kicked, then he might relieve us of his persistent presence. Which is unlikely to happen any time soon, since Peter is too fast to be doused with water, and as for his ass, it's more likely to be petted by Ben than kicked by anything and anybody around here. Not even the rackoon got him last summer, he's too fast for that.
And why did freaking blogger.com sign me out of my blog? WTF? I'm getting sick and tired of this damn blogger thing, first people cant search and find you through damn google, then you have to put up with their stupid templates, then you randomly get signed off at the exact point that the internet is slow and you're trying to make a post.And I do NOT want to link my blog to amazon, freaking blogger.com ! Just let me make a freaking post without your stupid notifications!
Anyhow, what I was about to say was that rumor has it Marbles is not my sister but my mom ! (mine and Stubbly's). Unless Gary & Anne remember wrong, it's been 5 yrs already :-)
Makes more sense that way. I never believed Tonya DeCat was my mom, she's grey with ugly stripes, more like a Petercat than a cute Juliocat. She's never been sighted in the neighborhood though,not since she gave birth 5 yrs ago. Marbles is the only one who has a bit orange on her fur, and I'm the only orange cat in the clan, which originally had about 17 cats! But I do hope Tonya is not related to Peter the Puke, regardless. He's the ugliest, meanest cat there ever was. Speaking of which, Peter was casually strolling in the jungle this afternoon and didnt seem too scared of my mom. I guess he needs a bit of water thrown at him or his ass kicked, then he might relieve us of his persistent presence. Which is unlikely to happen any time soon, since Peter is too fast to be doused with water, and as for his ass, it's more likely to be petted by Ben than kicked by anything and anybody around here. Not even the rackoon got him last summer, he's too fast for that.
Friday, May 7, 2010
Peter walked IN the house. He was casually sniffing the cat pantry and its supplies while Julio et al were watching in paralysis. How come none of the chipmunks called out in alarm? They just stood there watching him. This is the worse thing ever, Peter needs to get his dirty ass kicked out of Squirrel Hill, and if possible out of planet Earth too. His admirer also needs to have his ass kicked, for a variety of reasons, which will go unnamed here.
If this happens again, I'm calling animal rescue.
How do you disinfect a whole bunch of containers? Needless to say, we're out of chlorox.
If this happens again, I'm calling animal rescue.
How do you disinfect a whole bunch of containers? Needless to say, we're out of chlorox.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
I iz on a diet (again)
Well, this day got a bad start. First, I have to eat soup while Smores & Stubbly are munching the tastiest kibble ever, then mom closes the door behind me and traps me indoors, then tries to bribe me with just plain catnip (are you kidding me?) ,then Marbles shows up and has kibble too while mom still tries to feed me that damn soup. So I ran away to the alley, had enough of this today already.
No growling / yowling...yet, I just gave mom cold angry stares while she was trying to spoon feed me that soup. I'll have a word with her at dinner time again. If I see that soup again, there will be trouble! Roar!
No growling / yowling...yet, I just gave mom cold angry stares while she was trying to spoon feed me that soup. I'll have a word with her at dinner time again. If I see that soup again, there will be trouble! Roar!
Monday, April 26, 2010
sigh...
Julio DeCat is confined indoors for the afternoon - the only way to keep him away from the neighborhood trashcans ! Mom had to spray Clorox on top of huge trashcans to prevent him from diving in - and then watched him try to dive in !!!
Monday, April 19, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Animal Abuser Registry
Please sign the petition below to support an animal abuser
registry in your state!
Expose Animal Abusers - Petition Site
registry in your state!
Expose Animal Abusers - Petition Site
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
25 Random Facts About Me
1. I'm addicted to food. Can't stop eating, not even after my stomach has gotten so full that I can't move.
2. I'm the most spoiled cat in the neighborhood, my mom's favorite. Was Gary's favorite too (former dad).
3. I used to be called Pumpkin (by Gary & Anne for 2 yrs). Then I was named Julio, after my mom's high school cat that looked like me.
4. I think nothing of grabbing food from under my brother's nose while he's eating. I do the same to my other siblings. If that doesn't work, I just push them outside the place/bowl while they're eating with small nudges.
5. My mom *thinks* I'm a cat but I'm actually a lion. King of the back yard, the back alley, the 'jungle' behind the alley, the house, and the basement. All cats OBEY ME ! Roarrrr!
6. My mom * thinks* she's my only mom but I actually hang out at 2 other houses nearby, and meow for food whenever my *mom* puts me on a diet. A neighbor uncovered my plot and told my mom who is now trying to find out who's feeding me and ruining my diet.
7. I have actually lost weight since Ilana got 100% custody of me (over Ben from last yr).
8. When I was little, I didn't bother to lick/groom my fur, which make my fur really clumpy. I had huge clumps of hair sticking out my back that made me look like a stegosaurus. My parents thought I had a skin disease until somebody told them I was just lazy/ignorant about grooming.
9. I hate beeing picked up, held, stroked, fussed, petted in any way. Especially by humans who insist on putting me on a diet (and by that I mean my mom).
10. When my mom scolds me, when I get scared, and when I feel like crying, I go to my brother Smores and rub my head against his. I don't know what I would do without him.
11. My mom and I share a repulsion for Peter-the-Puke, a scary, ugly, calculating, hostile cat that intrudes in the back yard and picks fights with me. His fur has various greenish-grey hues and patterns, that make his long hair look like somebody has puked all over him. He also has a yellowish butt. Totally scary.
12. Whenever Peter is approaching, I make an alarm-like sound that sounds like an ambulance (eaow-aow-aow-aow...). My mom thought it was an ambulance the first time she heard it, then looked out the window and saw me & Peter in a face-off.
13. I am actually a semi-feral cat myself, and shouldn't be afraid of Peter, but he's so horrendous, he gives me the creeps. Last summer he scratched my eye and for several weeks afterwards I never left the back yard.
14. I like going hunting with my brother Smores. We do "collaborative hunting": Smores does the killing (of birds, mice, squirrels) and I do the eating. Meow-meow.
15. I don't really *eat* the creatures we hunt, just deposit them infront of the kitchen door as a bribe to my mom for more food (real catfood). That freaks my mom out and I dont understand why.
16. No matter how much I hate Peter, I still like eating his leftovers. Ben used to feed Peter tons of food, while I was on a diet and was not allowed to interact with Peter (let alone eat his food). So, of course, I craved his food. My mom then expelled Peter from the back yard with tactics of fear and intimidation, and forbade Ben to feed any cats, at all.
17. A few days ago (April 2010) I got food poisoning, and my mom had to try for 2 days to get me in a carrier. When she finally tricked me into it, I went ballistic and broke my front paw nails & bled my nose while fighting with the metal door.My FB friends rushed to help me and took me & my mom to the emergency clinic. 3 days later I got a bad cold, lost my voice and couldnt meow, and had a stuffy nose that being a lion, I couldn't blow.
18. When my mom moves out of the current house to a new city, she's planning on taking me and Smores along with her. I'm not excited about that, I'd rather stay here with Ben and eat non stop for the rest of my life. Meow-meow. When I see her trying to trap me, I will put up the fiercest fight of my life.Roarrrr!!!!
19. I miss Gary, my former dad, he was nice to me, fed me lots of food, never tried to pick me up, just petted my head a little bit. I used to hang out with him at his doorsteps and spend the summer evenings in his company. Meowwwww
20. I also miss Ben (who still lives next door but has been forbidden to feed me anymore). He used to feed me TONS of food. I still hang out at his doorstep sometimes and look at his kitchen windows with a look of expectation and longing, but we're not allowed to interact anymore,according to my mom.
21. I enjoy chasing, smacking, slapping, and generally terrorizing my little sister Stubbly, who annoys me immensely for reasons unknown to me/my mom. Stubbly has some sort of mental disability, and is acting like a baby despite her age. My mom thinks I'm being mean to her and tries to stop me all the time.
22. I'm hopelessly claustrophobic. I can't stand the thought let alone the fact of the back door being closed. I dont mind hanging out indoors, I just cant stand the sight of the door closing.Which means my mom has to trick me to get the door closed. At first I used to cry a lot, but now I just accept the fact thtat I've been tricked whenever this happens, and I run to the basement immediately upon hearing the door getting closed.
23. In December/ January, I would NOT let my mom close the door under no circumstances, so she had to keep the door open in the midst of the winter otherwise I wouldnt stay in the house.
24. Last winter, according to a neighbor, I and my brother Smores got trapped in a huge dark basement of a nearby building, and spent a month there till management let us out. I was under Ben's care then and he didnt realize any of this, nor did my mom.Idiots.
25. I can't think of anything else to say, so I'll just add that I'm the sweetest cat there ever was! meow-meow. Actually here's a last thing about me: when I meow, I like to repeat the same phrase twice, meow-meow, in staccato rhythm. Meow-meow.
2. I'm the most spoiled cat in the neighborhood, my mom's favorite. Was Gary's favorite too (former dad).
3. I used to be called Pumpkin (by Gary & Anne for 2 yrs). Then I was named Julio, after my mom's high school cat that looked like me.
4. I think nothing of grabbing food from under my brother's nose while he's eating. I do the same to my other siblings. If that doesn't work, I just push them outside the place/bowl while they're eating with small nudges.
5. My mom *thinks* I'm a cat but I'm actually a lion. King of the back yard, the back alley, the 'jungle' behind the alley, the house, and the basement. All cats OBEY ME ! Roarrrr!
6. My mom * thinks* she's my only mom but I actually hang out at 2 other houses nearby, and meow for food whenever my *mom* puts me on a diet. A neighbor uncovered my plot and told my mom who is now trying to find out who's feeding me and ruining my diet.
7. I have actually lost weight since Ilana got 100% custody of me (over Ben from last yr).
8. When I was little, I didn't bother to lick/groom my fur, which make my fur really clumpy. I had huge clumps of hair sticking out my back that made me look like a stegosaurus. My parents thought I had a skin disease until somebody told them I was just lazy/ignorant about grooming.
9. I hate beeing picked up, held, stroked, fussed, petted in any way. Especially by humans who insist on putting me on a diet (and by that I mean my mom).
10. When my mom scolds me, when I get scared, and when I feel like crying, I go to my brother Smores and rub my head against his. I don't know what I would do without him.
11. My mom and I share a repulsion for Peter-the-Puke, a scary, ugly, calculating, hostile cat that intrudes in the back yard and picks fights with me. His fur has various greenish-grey hues and patterns, that make his long hair look like somebody has puked all over him. He also has a yellowish butt. Totally scary.
12. Whenever Peter is approaching, I make an alarm-like sound that sounds like an ambulance (eaow-aow-aow-aow...). My mom thought it was an ambulance the first time she heard it, then looked out the window and saw me & Peter in a face-off.
13. I am actually a semi-feral cat myself, and shouldn't be afraid of Peter, but he's so horrendous, he gives me the creeps. Last summer he scratched my eye and for several weeks afterwards I never left the back yard.
14. I like going hunting with my brother Smores. We do "collaborative hunting": Smores does the killing (of birds, mice, squirrels) and I do the eating. Meow-meow.
15. I don't really *eat* the creatures we hunt, just deposit them infront of the kitchen door as a bribe to my mom for more food (real catfood). That freaks my mom out and I dont understand why.
16. No matter how much I hate Peter, I still like eating his leftovers. Ben used to feed Peter tons of food, while I was on a diet and was not allowed to interact with Peter (let alone eat his food). So, of course, I craved his food. My mom then expelled Peter from the back yard with tactics of fear and intimidation, and forbade Ben to feed any cats, at all.
17. A few days ago (April 2010) I got food poisoning, and my mom had to try for 2 days to get me in a carrier. When she finally tricked me into it, I went ballistic and broke my front paw nails & bled my nose while fighting with the metal door.My FB friends rushed to help me and took me & my mom to the emergency clinic. 3 days later I got a bad cold, lost my voice and couldnt meow, and had a stuffy nose that being a lion, I couldn't blow.
18. When my mom moves out of the current house to a new city, she's planning on taking me and Smores along with her. I'm not excited about that, I'd rather stay here with Ben and eat non stop for the rest of my life. Meow-meow. When I see her trying to trap me, I will put up the fiercest fight of my life.Roarrrr!!!!
19. I miss Gary, my former dad, he was nice to me, fed me lots of food, never tried to pick me up, just petted my head a little bit. I used to hang out with him at his doorsteps and spend the summer evenings in his company. Meowwwww
20. I also miss Ben (who still lives next door but has been forbidden to feed me anymore). He used to feed me TONS of food. I still hang out at his doorstep sometimes and look at his kitchen windows with a look of expectation and longing, but we're not allowed to interact anymore,according to my mom.
21. I enjoy chasing, smacking, slapping, and generally terrorizing my little sister Stubbly, who annoys me immensely for reasons unknown to me/my mom. Stubbly has some sort of mental disability, and is acting like a baby despite her age. My mom thinks I'm being mean to her and tries to stop me all the time.
22. I'm hopelessly claustrophobic. I can't stand the thought let alone the fact of the back door being closed. I dont mind hanging out indoors, I just cant stand the sight of the door closing.Which means my mom has to trick me to get the door closed. At first I used to cry a lot, but now I just accept the fact thtat I've been tricked whenever this happens, and I run to the basement immediately upon hearing the door getting closed.
23. In December/ January, I would NOT let my mom close the door under no circumstances, so she had to keep the door open in the midst of the winter otherwise I wouldnt stay in the house.
24. Last winter, according to a neighbor, I and my brother Smores got trapped in a huge dark basement of a nearby building, and spent a month there till management let us out. I was under Ben's care then and he didnt realize any of this, nor did my mom.Idiots.
25. I can't think of anything else to say, so I'll just add that I'm the sweetest cat there ever was! meow-meow. Actually here's a last thing about me: when I meow, I like to repeat the same phrase twice, meow-meow, in staccato rhythm. Meow-meow.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Did you know?
One cup of milk for a 10 lbs (4.5 kg) cat is the equivalent of 4.5 hamburgers for a human!
One ounce (28 grams) of cheese fed to a 10lbs (4.5 kg) cat is the equivalent of 3.5 hamburgers!
www.petfitnation.com
One ounce (28 grams) of cheese fed to a 10lbs (4.5 kg) cat is the equivalent of 3.5 hamburgers!
www.petfitnation.com
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
3 months into the winter, and Julio is still claustrophobic. Won't let me close the door unless he feels like lying down on his blanket, which he never does before meals.
So, cold house while the Lion is eating, then grooming his fur, then contemplating whether to lie down, and finally, the door may be closed a while after he's lied down.
Oh, and did I mention that's he gotten even more claustrophobic after the "wet wipes" episode? Wet wipes = kitty wipes for cleaning the cat's fur (and removing the urine odor he has from lying around in that filthy garage next door). Needless to say, I only managed to *touch* him with a wet wipe, and he went crazy. Two failed attempts, one scratch, and tons of hissing later, neither me nor the door are tolerated. Not even with salmon pate as a bribe. "hissing is the answer, and you know that for sure". That's a paraphrase from a poem, up to you to figure out which one :-)
So, cold house while the Lion is eating, then grooming his fur, then contemplating whether to lie down, and finally, the door may be closed a while after he's lied down.
Oh, and did I mention that's he gotten even more claustrophobic after the "wet wipes" episode? Wet wipes = kitty wipes for cleaning the cat's fur (and removing the urine odor he has from lying around in that filthy garage next door). Needless to say, I only managed to *touch* him with a wet wipe, and he went crazy. Two failed attempts, one scratch, and tons of hissing later, neither me nor the door are tolerated. Not even with salmon pate as a bribe. "hissing is the answer, and you know that for sure". That's a paraphrase from a poem, up to you to figure out which one :-)
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
some of Julio's FB marmalade cat friends
Pito LeChat
Sherlock
Miro Il Gattino (sitting by a cake :-)
(he looks like Julio the I !!)
Thomas, again
Pinouille
"Kitty" (he looks just like Julio the I !!!)
'Kitty'
Karyn
Moe
Cash Alkalay
Chris
Frank
Marcel
Yoel
Bardolino
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
baby Julio
Catalina, Julio's friend from Chile, had 4 kittens recently, and named one of them Julio ! He's orange & white just like Julio DeCat.
Baby Julio newborn. Meow-meow
Catalina and her kittens (3 boys and 1 girl)
Catalina Avril-Princess, the most beautiful cat (meow!)
Baby Julio newborn. Meow-meow
Catalina and her kittens (3 boys and 1 girl)
Catalina Avril-Princess, the most beautiful cat (meow!)
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
What's a cat's age in human years?
Julio might be 4.5 yrs old chronologically, but in human yrs, that's 35-40 yrs old.
http://www.cathealth.com/ageHumanyrs.htm
http://www.cathealth.com/ageHumanyrs.htm
Sunday, January 10, 2010
In the Basement
Julio et al are a true headache when it comes to entering and exiting the basement. His stupid brother Smore doesn't stop crying when the door is closed but doesn't want to stay outdoors either.
A closed door causes total terror. Julio doesn't want to get in, doesn't want to get out, he just doesn't want to have anything to do with the door, all doors.
Staying in the basement he has no problem with (yesterday he and Smores and Stubbly slept for 10 hrs there), until it's time to get out. He hides between boxes, today he fell asleep in a box, then hid behind the washer/dryer for a long time, then lost his mind from fear and just jumped, JUMPED, in a tall pile of empty boxes without looking and all of them came tumbling down on top of him.
A closed door causes total terror. Julio doesn't want to get in, doesn't want to get out, he just doesn't want to have anything to do with the door, all doors.
Staying in the basement he has no problem with (yesterday he and Smores and Stubbly slept for 10 hrs there), until it's time to get out. He hides between boxes, today he fell asleep in a box, then hid behind the washer/dryer for a long time, then lost his mind from fear and just jumped, JUMPED, in a tall pile of empty boxes without looking and all of them came tumbling down on top of him.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
note
Julio's friend Oliver died from a Sergeants flea & tick product last summer.
(Permethrin Poisoning from an OTC product - an over the counter flea powder)
www.facebook.com/oliver.d.cat
(Permethrin Poisoning from an OTC product - an over the counter flea powder)
www.facebook.com/oliver.d.cat
Pittsburgh Siberia
Weather forecast
JANUARY 2010: temperature 29° (2° below avg.); precipitation 3" (avg.); Jan 1-5: Rain to snow, then sunny, seasonable; Jan 6-12: Snow showers, very cold; Jan 13-18: Rainy periods, mild; Jan 19-24: Snow showers, cold; Jan 25-28: Snow then flurries, cold; Jan 29-31: Sunny, then rain, mild.
FEBRUARY 2010: temperature 34° (2° above avg.); precipitation 4.5" (1.5" above avg.); Feb 1-4: Heavy rain, warm; Feb 5-7: Flurries, cold; Feb 8-10: Sunny, mild; Feb 11-16: Snowy periods, cold; Feb 17-19: Rain to snow; Feb 20-23: Sunny, mild; Feb 24-28: Rain to snow, then snow showers, cold.
(thanks a lot, freaking Pit, humid summers and freezing winters,and stupid winds blowing all day & night as if we're in Kansas, a real pit with the works)
JANUARY 2010: temperature 29° (2° below avg.); precipitation 3" (avg.); Jan 1-5: Rain to snow, then sunny, seasonable; Jan 6-12: Snow showers, very cold; Jan 13-18: Rainy periods, mild; Jan 19-24: Snow showers, cold; Jan 25-28: Snow then flurries, cold; Jan 29-31: Sunny, then rain, mild.
FEBRUARY 2010: temperature 34° (2° above avg.); precipitation 4.5" (1.5" above avg.); Feb 1-4: Heavy rain, warm; Feb 5-7: Flurries, cold; Feb 8-10: Sunny, mild; Feb 11-16: Snowy periods, cold; Feb 17-19: Rain to snow; Feb 20-23: Sunny, mild; Feb 24-28: Rain to snow, then snow showers, cold.
(thanks a lot, freaking Pit, humid summers and freezing winters,and stupid winds blowing all day & night as if we're in Kansas, a real pit with the works)
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