Have I mentioned how much I hate snow? Not because of me but because of the cats. I didn't sleep well Sunday night with the storm howling outside, worried about them. Even though I knew Kent was feeding yesterday I felt compelled to go down yesterday afternoon and check all the shelters.
Thankfully Michelle and her devoted partner Joey agreed to meet me. I couldn't get my car out so walked down, I must have been quite a sight all bundled up with a shovel walking along the Lakeshore.
Good thing we went, once I waded through the thigh high drifts to get to an area we call the bunker, I discovered a couple of the shelters with their entrances totally buried by snowdrifts. I shovelled out the first one and out popped Lily and Socks and Minky came out of another. Smart kitties to share.
Joey made fast work of the snow and at least all the shelters and a few areas were clear. I wasn't minding this winter too much up until yesterday, sigh.
Meanwhile at home this is what Ernie does on a snowy day....