As usual, my critters and I have entirely different interpretations of what my preparations are for. I set up shelters and feeding stations that I think are the best possible solutions for the various animals, and they do what they want.
Meanwhile Ursa and Charlie are inside warming up and drying off, but Jesse lays in the middle of the yard, becoming one with the snow. His only complaint is that no one wants to play with him in this joyous white world.
Squeak keeps the wild bird food nice and warm, so the junkos and towhees will come by and provide entertainment and food for her.
Or hanging out by the gate, lounging around waiting for breakfast and warm water.
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