Tuesday, March 25, 2014. -15˚C / +5˚F @ 2:08 am (( Wind Chill = -21˚C / -6˚F ))
Like the photo says, Moe is the sweetest cat to ever turn and drive his dew claw through my thumbnail. (ouch) But anyway, Moe is the original escapee cat. He wants to run outside, get about three feet from the door and sit down and smile, looking like he’s saying something like “Nyaaa nyaa, I got out” but just wants to sit there and enjoy life and maybe chew on some grass. But this year there is something out of place.
Last Thursday was the first day of spring. Jassper enjoyed playing in the snow…
I should stop for a moment and see how this is formatting here… Hmmm, not too bad…
There is at least two feet of snow covering every square inch of ground out there, looking east from what Cathi calls our back door. The snow covered north and south main road along the west side of a river is out there, this side of the house you can see beyond the trees and the falling snow.
I thought the photo without the fence was more appealing, but I included this here.
You can get an idea of how deep the snow is here, I think the fence is four feet high. The snow is not packed down hard enough to support Jassper’s weight, if he ever thought he could casually stroll away, up and over the fence. He’s probably thought of it, but soft snow up to your shoulders (and snout) can be discouraging.
Cathi calls this our front door. The snow that had been plowed across the street had very interesting shapes a couple days before this shot was taken. Now it’s all smoothed over. There is a hill to the left, that is not all snow there. But between 3 and 5 feet of what you see on the left is snow.
—I should quit here and move on to the next sequence.