Welcome to another White Solstice. Unlike last year, the first snow waited until the solstice, a steady light snow that barely added up to an inch. Naturally, the evil cat insisted that it must be inspected. As you can see by the tracks, he did a thorough job of criss-crossing before declaring the snow a minor impediment. Then he comes in and tracks mud all over my desk with his wet impediments.
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