My Maine Coon mix is now a Virginia Coon mix. He forgot what snow was, and didn’t want to go out in it.
Yep. I have two cats that are, quite frankly, scaredy cats. Gracie is (literally) afraid of ants, and I have the picture to prove it. Tig refused to go into that weird white stuff.
Maybe next year.
OH! Look at the fluffy tail!
Reminds me of the cat in the Robert Heinlein novel. The hero has a house in Connecticut with six doors and during the cold months when the cat wants to go out he has to take it to each door to show it that there’s winter outside every one, because the cat keeps looking for “The Door Into Summer.”
I first read the book in junior high and recall thinking that it was set in what seemed to me the far, almost unimaginable future–the year 2000.