We slept in this morning because we could, and because it was colder outside the covers than in. I have this fabulous blanket that mom brought back from her trip to Yemen, and it's so delightfully heavy it keeps all the warm air in perfectly.
So it's about noon and we finally pull ourselves out of bed. The cat decided that she really wanted to go outside today (she's been quietly sleeping for the last couple, but today she was standing in front of the back door, making the "let me outside" sounds). Being the evil person that I am, I opened the door for her. We were able to verify several things:
- frozen decks freak kittens out
- frozen grass is even weirder
- perhaps inside cats don't belong outside during the cold
- it's much more fun to sleep curled up on a warm blanket than to try and traverse cold decks
and here's the entire album, just in case you want to look through...