In case anyone failed to notice the ill-contained excitement of their friends in Southern England, we have had snow. Snow falls in significant quantities here perhaps once or twice a year and it isn't usually so obliging as to fall at the weekend, so everyone's gone a little mad about it. We had about 10 cm of it in Cambridge. The bloke & I went for a walk around Coldhams Common. We met many ecstatic children and dogs. And a punk rock snowman. Then we came home and met Telstar, who was thrilled about the snow. Sputnik...not so much, as you will see under the cut.

[Hovercat can pass over snow without getting his paws wet and cold.]

Sputnik stays warm.

Brushing off the hood of our car.

Punk rock snowman.

Bounding through the snow!

Be vewwy vewwy quiet. I'm hunting hoomin.

Hoomin throwin me a Snowball!

I'll catch it!

Where did it go?!

I am perplexed.

I will keep a lookout for Snowball.

Since he possesses the attention span of a cat, Telstar's snowball vigil lasted exactly as long as it took him to work out that we were headed back into the nice toasty warm house.

[Hovercat can pass over snow without getting his paws wet and cold.]

Sputnik stays warm.

Brushing off the hood of our car.

Punk rock snowman.

Bounding through the snow!

Be vewwy vewwy quiet. I'm hunting hoomin.

Hoomin throwin me a Snowball!

I'll catch it!

Where did it go?!

I am perplexed.

I will keep a lookout for Snowball.

Since he possesses the attention span of a cat, Telstar's snowball vigil lasted exactly as long as it took him to work out that we were headed back into the nice toasty warm house.
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(If my cat ever let herself get anywhere near a tap, I would so do that. :D:D)
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