Maine Coon Barnaby handles his first snowy winter and a backyard snowman build
Continuation of this story. See chapters one and two by clicking on the respective links. By December, Seattle was blanketed in a rare, thick layer of powder snow. For Lily, this winter felt completely different from the last. The lonely fog was entirely gone, replaced by the crisp, biting excitement of a winter wonderland right outside her backdoor. Barnaby sat at the glass patio door, his nose twitching as he watched the thick flakes fall. His coat had grown into a dense winter armour, his silver-and-charcoal ruff so thick he looked like he was wearing a heavy wool scarf. The Snow Monster Lily and Maya, bundled up in thick parkas and colorful beanies, opened the back door. Barnaby did not hesitate. He stepped out onto the porch, lifted one massive paw, and pressed it into the fresh snow. The Big Freeze : He immediately lifted his paw, shook it vigorously, and looked at Lily with an expression of deep, personal betrayal. The Snowshoes : Within minutes, his wild genetics kicked in. M...