It snowed just a little. Mom Briti, not the biggest fan of snow, was not impressed. But for us kittens it was a first. Paddy decided that the snow free zone at the house, under the garden table, was the perfect place to spend a day like this.
But I of course had to investigate a little further: Your paws get wet from the snow on the ground, your fur from the snow falling from the sky. This time, even the tree couldn’t save me.