Daily Archives: Sat - 3 January 2015

Post 637: You’d think each time was their first time…!

 

Andy and Dougy are fascinated with snow. They’ve experienced it several times in their three and a half years, but still react pretty much the same way every time it snows.

I open the door, and they crouch at my feet. That's Andy's ears barely showing at the bottom of the photo.

I open the door, and they crouch at my feet. That’s Andy’s ear barely showing at the bottom of the photo.

Dougy checks with me to make sure it's safe to look outside.

Dougy checks with me to make sure it’s safe to look outside.

Andy (left) and Dougy press closer together. They are safer that way!

Andy (left) and Dougy press closer together. They feel safer that way! (Dougy’s “horns” are up! He’s excited!)

Dougy starts to feel brave, and ventures closer to the snow. Andy holds back. He rarely goes beyond the thresh hold.

Dougy starts to feel brave, and ventures closer to the snow. Andy holds back. He rarely goes beyond the threshold.

Andy reaches his exploration limit.

Andy reaches his exploration limit.

Dougy takes in the scene, ponders his next move.

Dougy takes in the scene, ponders his next move.

[Sniff! Sniff! Sniff!] Dougy's starting to feel self-assured again!

[Sniff! Sniff! Sniff!]
Dougy’s starting to feel self-assured again!

Dougy pattycakes the snow just outside the door. If he feels comfortable, he might step outside a wee bit, but not if he has to stand in snow! (He and Andy recognize it is just water in another form! ICK!)

Dougy pattycakes the snow just outside the door. If he feels comfortable, he might step outside a wee bit, but not if he has to stand in snow! (He and Andy recognize it is just water in another form! ICK!)

Curiosity satisfied. Andy's gone off somewhere, and Dougy's decided he's not risking going outside if it means stepping with all four in the snow!

Dougy briefly forgets he doesn’t like wet feet so he can sniff the Cretan pot for any messages other cats left for the boys. I pull him back in because it’s cold standing there, barefoot, in the open door!

Each time it snows, they are very curious, and we have to go through this little ritual of me holding the door open while they decide what to make of it. You’d think each time was their first time!