29 December 2012
|We were warmed by the light of Professor Daughter’s tree.|
We met Jesus.
He’s a loving feline with a LARGE presence.
Since TPC is a Florida native, snow is a special treat.
It snowed Christmas eve. Making the street silent and peaceful.
And got back into Professor Daughter’s lap when the fluffy blanket wasn’t hot enough. And back down. And back up. And ...
We got snow over-load on our drive back home through a blizzard. Apparently in MD only the eastbound interstate lanes are plowed. So all of us hardy souls Going West Young Man, trekked slowly and carefully into the Appalachians and home.
|When we got home we were warmly greeted.|
|Nikki Cat missed us. After ten minutes of yowling about a paucity of warm laps and stale kibble, he hot-footed it into the snowy cold. He finished his perimeter check and was back inside in five minutes flat.|
The deer and the turkeys missed us. Or the corn.
Kath who is happy to be NikkiCat's warm lap and the critters' free meal.