Mid-December and hooray no snow and mild temperatures. A feral cat's dream!As you can see, Hank is looking plump and ready for the winter. I'm hoping it holds off as long as it can.
All winter means to me now is cold cats, cold hands, frozen food, frozen water and shovelling paths for the cats so this weather has been a real gift. The boat people have all headed south or doing whatever people who own boats do in the winter so it's just us, the cats, and the garbage guys for the next couple of months.