Our friend Officer Mike cleared away our driveway. . .
And got rid of the deep drifts:
Poor Betty got locked in the feed shed, all night. 😿 Onslow says, “You should know better. When they bang on the walls, hollering, ‘There better not be any kitties in here!” they mean it:
You’ll notice I have a few “ice whiskers:”
I don’t like February weather in January. 🐴