First snow
First times are so great. This morning was the first time Lola woke me up with the “kitty emergency” squawk. You have to go check out what is distressing them when they are sitting on the end of the bed yelling, so I followed her to the living room where she jumped up on the sill and pressed her nose to the window to watch the snow, meowing away. Perhaps she thought the sky was falling. It was pretty cute when she started batting at it through the glass.
