Christmas Morning

It's Christmas morning and I awoke to the sound of snow falling.  Wait a minute you say, "Snow Falling?"

Yes.  In my household the herald of snow is the pounding of little feet hurtling their furry bodies from window to window yowling all the while!   I don't think they are shouting "On Dancer, On Vixen....... " It's more along the lines of  "The sky is falling! The sky is falling!"    

As transplanted Californians we are entering our sixth winter in the sometimes cold, always snowy Midwest and while every snow fall still finds me mesmerized, the Cats seem to feel differently!

Merry Christmas to you all!