Lately, the Creature from the Black Lagoon has been keeping quiet in his corner. I think he might have been pouting about all the time I have to spend attending to the ranch animals, but he hasn’t said anything about that.
However, the last few days, he has expressed displeasure with the temperatures inside the trailer here at Cascade Ranch. He came out of his corner, which is chilly, and has taken up a spot over one of the heater vents.
The temperatures outside are considerably colder than those he knew in Los Angeles. I tried to explain that L.A. is basically a very temperate desert climate, and that the Pacific Northwest, especially in the mountains, is something else entirely, but he doesn’t quite get it. He watched me put on my gloves this morning – a knit liner pair, and then the suede work gloves – and he found the “double skin” (as he called it) peculiar.
I told him that if he really wanted to understand the purpose of gloves, I could take him out with me the next frosty morning that comes along. He hemmed and hawed over that, so I opened the freezer of the refrigerator, and explained it was something like that. He had enough of that very quickly and also asked if it was possible for him to get a full-body glove. He’s such a tropical Creature!
