The Wintering Snowy Spencer

 Surprise surprise. Snow came at midnight last night. West Coast snow. And with it: the Wintering Snowy Spencer.  King of his domain, this wintering  cat appears to be right at home in  wonderland.

                                                                                                  

 Though the weather may prove to be impossible for most, the Snowy Spencer is   at one with the elements.....

Showing one  his   expertise  in what should be considered part of the winter Olympics................

 and his brother, the ever-vigilant Smokey, always hopeful for snacks, or a scratch on the head, or both,  prefers the safety of a dry step. Marvelling, as it were, in the jocularity of the snow day. Observing from afar.

 When one is accosted by the Snowy Spencer, one must keep still at all costs, so as not to disturb the moment. One must accept the fact that one is apparently considered a playmate, and one must co-operate by letting the Snowy Spencer chew and kick.This only encourages the tenacious cat to further exploits.

When one is waiting for  playtime to be up, hoping that one's boot will be left intact, one may marvel at the crystals of snow hanging from branches......

 Or watch Juncos perch on the highest tree. Way out of reach of the Snowy Spencer. Remember: patience IS a virtue.

                         The Snowy Spencer will do his utmost to terroize your foot into submission. Be sure to stand still. This is very difficult, and requires the utmost concentration.To the Snowy Spencer this is second nature.

Be sure to turn your gaze upwards, away from the Snowy Spencer. High up in the closest tree, you will see  Juncos. Remember, the Juncos see YOU....

                                                      

 One will notice that the winter birds are congregating to feeding stations. This attracts more such creatures like the Snowy Spencer, but for today there is too much snow, for it to be a hazard.

In this northern climate, the Snowy Spencer thrives. Along with his brother, the elusive Smokey, the two of them have taken up ownership of this domain.

                                                Searching out snowy burrows to hide in.

 Waiting to pounce  when one walks by...........

 And before long,playtime over,  the Snowy Spencer decides it is time to travel home. Finding his way along the trail, that he and his brother made long ago. It is worn with the footfalls of velvet paws. Which will soon return another day,for another playdate . "Life is more fun, if you play" ( Roald Dahl)