Because it is so beautiful.
Libby stuck her head out the pet door, took in the scene, and said she did not think so. Based on the size of the flower pots, that's about 8 inches of snow inside her kennel.
The kitties had ventured out of their house.
"Hey, what's up with the water?"
I put out a fresh bowl on the porch, though it won't be long before it freezes. I had put a smaller bowl on the porch last night, and though it was frozen, somehow the cats had poked a hole in it and gotten a drink. Cats are way smarter than some of their 4-legged friends.
"Are you done yet?"
Little cat feet, creeping softly, over to the kudzu thicket: gotta check on the rest of the clan. Only Felix and Oscar, who were both kittens when we started feeding their wild mothers, are safe enough to stay on the porch and sleep in the kitty houses I got for them. Mamacat and Mamakitty still sleep out in the woods somewhere.
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