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Lord Dudley Mountcatten used to love going outside. I’d say “walkies” in my best falsetto and he’d bound into the room anxiously awaiting the harness and leash. Now that full Maine winter has arrived?
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He’s still anxious to go out, but not so thrilled with staying there.
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And looks at us as if to say, “My feet are cold. What the hell?”
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And makes a bee line back to the nice warm couch.
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River's world..... 
The Lord is no fool. And doesn’t that sentence sound like I’m talking about something more spiritual than I am!
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Lord Dudley is an above average feline, but I have yet to see him walk on water.
😉
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I’m with Dudley … bring on summer!
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I’ll take spring and fall. I detest the heat.
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That is not the face of a happy cat.
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He was not enthused, no.
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Give him a blanket after being outside.
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When he wants the heating pad he jumps on the hassock. Not spoiled at all…
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Cats ARE smart!!!
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Smart cat, his feet need to be warm of course…lol.
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Kitty booties. Got it.
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I suppose snowshoes are out of the question…
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If you find me four tiny ones, I’m game.
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