You can tell just by looking exactly when the forced air heat comes on at our house.
Bitsy is a student of Birkrim, or hot, yoga.
She setttles in in front of the heater vent and practices all her yoga poses whenever the heat turns on.
(Frankly I am a little jealous that I am not small enough to get a full body blast of heat like she does in front of the vent).
Can you tell she is getting toasty?
Just look at those glowing eyes...
Eyes that glow so brightly they reflect on the hardwood floor.
A tad spooky, no?
I just let her be, all melted and warm from her nose to the tip of her tail.
Tate, being a Faithful Orange Cat, is not lazying around.
Oh no...he has some snoopervising to do!
Tate: He didn't do a very good job on the sidewalk....
Having a good snoopervisor means all jobs around here get done right in the end.
Meanwhile, I get back to my quest to photograph snowflakes perfectly.
The slightest motion, like manually clicking the shutter, blurs the shot.
I pulled out my new tripod, and fussed with all the adjustments to get the thing down to the perfect snowflake level (all the while hoping the flake wouldn't melt away) and then used my timer feature to take this shot.
Better, but I still think I can improve my technique.
We'll be getting a lot of snow the next few days. I intend to try a few other shooting "tweaks" to see what I can get.
Snoopervising duties finished, Tate now wants to go play in the powdery snow.
If you look closely, you can see where he dug into the snow when he first came outside to play.
We have no idea what he is digging for. It is just too funny to watch him make the snow fly.
Bitsy came out too. She always takes just one step into the snow, then holds up that paw like it is injured.
She stands there like that, giving us pitiful looks until we scoop her up and take her back inside.
What an actress she is.
She is so girlie-girl compared to Tate!