Actually usually like snow... well at least I use to. Don't get me wrong I love the first snow fall, and snow flurries on Christmas. But this winter in Minnesota has made me become anti-snow. Partly because every time it snows, my muscles hurt like none other. Plus, an additional sting is that my youngest niece turned 2 and had her party this weekend in Atlanta. My mom just HAD to call and say that it was 70' and they were grilling outside. A move down south is looking more yummy by the minute. No more shovels please! :)
So... while I sat miserably drinking a cup of coffee, looking out the window at the 17+ in. that fell, my psycho, but ADORABLE kitty wanted attention. No, there is nothing under the blanket, but notice how he picks it up with his teeth like a dog???