frolicking in the snow {cat style}.

Bubba has been begging to go outside every morning when I get up since I've been on Christmas break.

So the other day I decided to let him.

He loved it.

And he was purring SO LOUD, I could hear him the entire time.
(Please ignore the white-trashness of the propane tank sitting on our deck.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is he not the most precious thing ever?

Eventually I shut the door because I was cold and he was out there for about 10-15 minutes.

Here Bubba was saying, "Alright Momma, my feets is cold. I is ready to come in now."

And as soon as I let him in, I got Kitty Love of the Century!

He was still purring too.

 

xoxo, wife.