Day Five of the Snow Monster.
I think I'm getting used to this.
I spent very little time under the bed.
Instead, I sat on the chair under the desk.
This weather is putting me in quite a mood.
Mom tried to get my frustrations out
by playing with me.
This is my, "I'm considering pouncing" face:
This is my, "Stop filming and play" face:
Despite Mom's efforts, the weather remained
...so my mood remained unpleasant as well.
Mom's threatening to trim my claws.
Now Auntie and Uncle are here and Daddy
just got home.
Now all the humans are complaining about the weather too.
At least my misery is loving company.