Monday, March 18, 2013
These are my feetsprints. OUTSIDE. I'm not allowed outside. But The Mom knows that I like snow and figured that we probably wouldn't be getting any more snows this year, so it would be my last time to check out the snow for the season. So she letted me go outside. Dad carried me out and put me on the patio. I stood there for a little bit and then started watching some stuff in the yard and The Mom freaked out and asked Dad to bring me back in. It was the best 37 seconds of freedom that I've ever had.
Mancat Rule of the Day: If you have big, mancatly feets, it's very manly to make feetsprints in the snow whenever you get a chance.