Snow-ma-geddon

I must first apologize that it's been so long since I posted. I got sidetracked with my human. Sue me, I'm a cat and I don't care what you think. My human pets me. More importantly I'm not hungry. Get over it.

This is me. Yes, that is almost a foot of snow. I think of it as camouflage. Duh, I match. Snow seems like a no-brainer. Any time I'm somewhere and it snows, I'm completely hidden from view.

There's only one small problem: I'm a cat and I don't like to be cold. Ok, you got me, it's not a small problem. BRR!!!

Someone help me! I'll be your devoted slave until my next meal. What?! You were hoping for eternal devotion? Again: I'm a cat. You want eternal devotion you'll have to cross to the dark side and get a dog.

What, you think dogs LIKE being the devoted slaves of humans? Think again. They are secretly plotting to take over the world. You don't believe that? You're wrong.

Cats are truly divine. When the aliens come, (and they WILL come,) they won't be surprised when you take them to the cats. Who else would be the true leaders of a civilization? The ones waited on hand and paw. Did you really need to ask that question??

I am cat, hear me roar. Feed me. Pet me.