It started to snow late yesterday afternoon. It looked like the real deal, sled weather, so to speak.
It was falling hard and fast. The boys were wound up, thanks to the low pressure system associated with the storm, and Andy, who usually is curious about the outside but reluctant to get too close to that invisible barrier that separates the safety of “home” from the unknown of “outside”, actually looked like he wanted to take a walk outside.
When we got out of bed this morning, I expected to find some drifts or something to make a dramatic statement about how much snow we had: It barely left evidence it’d been on the ground. Aw!
Well, we checked it out. Nothing left to do but eat and sleep. Cats have their priorities, too. Dougy and I would play a bit later, but Andy chose to wait till I got on the computer to hop up on the desk for a snooze.
The sun’s up. I think I’ll clean the boy’s water fountain and replace the filter this morning.