He's Got Better At The Snow

Although there was a lot of uncertainty when it was deeper than his hips.

The current Game Of The Day is to sit beside the doors to the terrace and meow until I let him out. This game can be played at any time from 4:30 in the morning until half past midnight - although I'm not at my chirpiest at either of the extremes.

You'd get up too - just to make him shut up. It is a meow from beyond suffering.