lol...I let Daisey out on the balcony last yeat in the snow....she took like 3-4 steps out in it...then looked at me as if to say 'you trying to be funny'...and she bolted back in again....so I took it she didn't like the snow!!
Shasta's response the first time was "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?" and thereafter, "Oh, this junk again -- haven't I told you it's not allowed?"
All other cats have surveyed it with puzzlement, and stayed inside -- with one exception: Gryphon. He discovered snow when he was about 7 years old, and his immediate response was "Where have you BEEN all my life???" He wasn't put off in the least -- prowled around, walked over it, through it, lay down in it, you name it. He was in his element!
Wow that looks like a lot of snow to me! We have the stuff about once in ten years or so. I don't blame her for wanting to come back in real quick that looks cccooolllllddddd to me
My old cat Toby would insist on going outside with me in the snow when I needewd to shovel the deck. He'd step into the snow, lift his paw and shake it free of snow, then take another step do the same thing and so on. He was hysterical to watch - even though he hated it he wouldn't turn back until I went in myself.
Just shows us how domesticated cats really are! My daughter used to have a taco bell dog named Sparky. Sparky didn't like the snow either. He'd go out to make his business and would do it right in front of the porch then run back in! It was funny to watch him go outside to do his duty!
And half the time the snow was deeper then he was tall!
No snow here in FL, but this reminds me of the time I decided to play a trick on Zero. He was going through a phase of bolting to the door. So I waited until it was raining quite a bit and opened the door wide! He ran out and was like YIKES!! I wish my car was in the garage, but it wasn't so he got under it. But after a few seconds he bolted right back in the door.
He doesn't try to bolt out so much anymore. I hope he learned his lesson
Last winter Lucy would jet to the door when we opened it if there was snow on the ground.
One day the mailman came to the door for a delivery that had to be signed. I opened the door and Lucy jetted out into the yard full of snow - I was just wearing socks
so the poor mailman started running around the yard chasing her. I was panicking and said oh, please just grab her. Finally he caught her, picked her up and put her in my arms. Whew was that scary and funny! She seemed to like it though, silly girl!