Dexter's Pinkee Toepads
A front came through in the middle of the night, leaving only a dusting of snow, but bringing biting, roaring winds which howled around the house and trees all day long, and turned every wet surface into ice.
The Tabby had the right idea. He found a down blanket on the bed and curled up under it for much of the day.
Only his toepads, standing out clean and pink against the white fur of his paws, were on display.