It snows here.
Mal is still very fond of the snow.
(I have child hood memories of putting fake icicles on some house like structure, but they are very fuzzy memories, so I will label them in St. Joes time period. Most things are fuzzy from there)
But now I have MY OWN REAL ONES.
First real accumulation of snow (and icicles)
And Mal enjoys her romp
Then the next one!
I will more than likely be tracking this fella,
Or if it falls off in this STUPIDLY windy storm we are currently having. (But I'd rather have the wind than the 30 inches accumulation that some are getting, only slightly whiny)
Oliver, tho, stays primed in his kitty cannon.
I have a theory that the heat will build up behind him and he will gently pop out of it one day. Until then, he waits.
Oliver apparently was never ever ever allowed outside, he is terrified of the big room without a ceiling that is very very cold. I've not had a cat like this before.
He is still very cute, and fluffy. I just today realized that he makes noises like Simon's Cat, but is much much more polite.
ALSO
I made a sweater!
Do you remember tiiiinnny bubbles?
I doooo! It came out lovely
As did Meg's wee baby!
Alternately I worried about it being too small, or too large. Turns out no troubles :)
....And I cannot resist
It all turned out well,
IN THE END.