Had to venture out into the abyss to rescue a black cat from himself. Mrs. NoC opened the door to let the in/outdoor cats in and he shot out the door around her feet. Jinx has not been outside since we brought him in when his mother abandoned him.
He promptly figured out that it was not as great outdoors as he thought because there was this white stuff landing on him and covering the ground. He ducked under the barbecue grill for safety.
And the in/outdoor cats go out and within ten minutes they are back at the door seeking asylum from the six or so inches of white.
It’s still snowing.
The solidified glowbull warmthing has passed on to bless the Atlantic leaving behind about 6 inches of fallout. I cleaned off the porch mostly to keep the snow from being swept inside by the storm door.
I noted that the trash receptacles must have decided not to make their weekly pilgrimage to the end of the drive. Can’t say as I blame them.. ;-)