Pink?

Okay, LJ has gone too far in redecorating the header for the day. Caroline (book cover) does _not_ wear pink. Never.

Snow has begun. Nikita-the-cat is currently picketing* neighbor's front door, with occasional diversions to the side door or the shed, in an attempt to remind laggard humans that THERE IS A CAT STUCK OUT HERE IN THIS NASTY STUFF, PEOPLE!

Front Neighbor's Daughter is probably glad to see fresh snow. In addition to closing school for the day, this will cover up the cigarette butts outside her window in the snow. I think FND is maybe 14? Anyway, through the wonders of modern technology, her secret sin is now broadcast throughout the known universe.



*Picketing, in Nikita-the-cat's case, involves staring at the door, pacing, with interleaved bouts of standing up on hind legs and pounding on the storm door glass with front paws.

No walk tonight

Have finished a mid-term snow removal, complete with packed plow-berm at the end of the driveway. Will have to do the whole thing over, but I prefer to take bites rather than try to swallow the whole elephant at once.

My toes may forgive me some day. We may be getting sleet, but the windchill is below zero out there. Blech.

For those who worry about such things, Nikita-the-cat achieved Inside And Warm shortly after I posted the previous entry.