A snow covered Lord.

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Since we’ve been having a warm winter and so little snow, Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been enjoying stretching his legs outside. And after a particularly warm spell where I took him for walkies everyday, he’s been antsy for exercise.

Even when it starts to snow.

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Crying and scratching at the door, he talked the husband into harnessing him up and heading out.

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But then? He had second thoughts.

Snow is cold, and more importantly… wet.

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Which is why he hightailed it to the shelter of the woodshed and left the husband out in the storm. Cats are a lot of things, but stupid isn’t one of them.

When the husband had enough and tugged him back out into uncovered territory?

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His Royal Highness beat feet for the back door.

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And assumed the position for a warm rub down and toweling off.

🤣

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