We got five inches of snow last night at our house, the largest snowfall we’ve seen in a long, long time. Even though I miss my feral kitties, I am relieved that I don’t have to worry about them in this kind of weather. Ozzie used to hate the snow and he would sit out in the middle of it and cry. He wasn’t too bright.
I’m happy to be inside with the woodstove going. My sliding down hills days are over! So grateful to have this extra day at home, since the week ahead will be busy.
Guido was happy that I was up at 4 a.m.