When it's snowy outside, Coco has to wear her sweater so she doesn't get snow on her tummy. She likes the snow, though, and she sticks her whole head into the snow piles. Dogs are kinda clueless that way.
Monday, December 3, 2007
Mancat Monday: snow
Momma said a bunch of bad words when she got up yesterday morning. Something about living in the (bad word, bad word) Arctic. We got snow this weekend. Then there was icy rain last night, so some of the snow is gone now, but there is going to be more snow coming down today. I don't like the cold either, but I'm a polite sort of guy, so I don't say the bad words like my momma.
An important job for a mancat when you live in the (bad word) Arctic is curling up on your momma and keeping her feet warm. Momma says she doesn't know how she'd get through the (bad word) winter without my gravy, as Sunny's Momma would say!