Thursday, January 3, 2013

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.

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