These cold winter days are a real trial for poor Mickey. She loves being outside catching birds and mice and is so frustrated that she can't. She sits by the patio door crying to be let out, sometimes Percy joins her. I let her out today just to stop the meowing. Percy followed. They sniffed the air, tiptoed onto the patio on their delicate little kitty paws, tried to sit down but quickly got up again. Then this is the routine -
I missed taking a picture of the two of them together on the door. You can see their little paw prints on the window/door up by Mickey's face. I'm quick to let her in - after all, minus 32 is much too cold for man or beast.