Crunchy paws abound...
Miss furry has taken to tip toeing across the garden to her beloved fence to minimise the contact with the frozen ground.
It’s quite entertaining watching her almost ballet performance. My self and Mister Gnome both thought if Miss furry had so wished she could have definitely auditioned for the royal ballet (cat division obviously).
Miss furry on the other had does not share our enjoyment of the ballet each morning and would be “very grateful if the white crunchy stuff could go!”
No pleasing some people is there. It’s either too windy, too wet, too cold or too hot. It doesn’t leave a lot of choice weather wise does it? And look... who is in the paddock.
“A COAT!! I AM covered in A COAT! Honesty what hope has a cat got”. (Oh dear I though) my self and Mister Gnome both slowly started backing away. “ A COAT! Indeed!!”
Still on a positive note at least it stopped Miss Furry complaining about frosty paws so not all bad...





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