Snow Days

Field research on the balcony.

Today the outside turned white. Cappuccino says snow does not exist on Kea and therefore it is not real. I went out on the balcony to check. It is real. It is cold. It sticks to your feet.

A brown tabby cat sits on a covered item on a snowy balcony next to a brick wall. — Field research on the balcony.

Inside, things were much better. Dad put red flowers and fairy lights in the window and we watched the snow from the warm side of the glass, like the high society cats we are.

Two cats sit on a windowsill, gazing out at a wintry garden scene with bare trees and brick buildings. — Window duty, winter edition.

A cream and ginger tabby and a brown and white cat sit on a radiator, looking out of a window at bare trees. — Window duty, winter edition.

A white and brown tabby cat sits beside a potted amaryllis with vibrant red blooms on a snowy windowsill. — Me and the giant red flower. Looking good.

A cream and ginger tabby wearing a knitted hat sits on a table next to a wrapped brownie. — Cappuccino: Winter edition.

A cream and ginger tabby sits by a window with snow outside.

A cream and ginger cat rests on a fluffy bed beside a plush toy, gazing out at a snowy landscape.