Parting Shot: Cat on a cold snowy roof

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  Sam_Crawford on December 29 at 5:34 p.m.

  I throw the cats outside every night before I go to bed.

  So yes, they enjoy the snow. Just ask me.

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  brentandrews on December 29 at 6:25 p.m.

  Poor Lucky Dog, from Rathdrum, suffers in the Tennessee summers but he loves the few snows we have. He goes out and rolls in the snow in a joyful way. He stays out all day in the worst cold - when he could be inside sleeping on my bed. He’d rather be in the snow. We say he’s just an Idaho dog - he misses the snow. He hates thunderstorms and can turn furniture over trying to escape them.

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  hhuseland on December 29 at 6:57 p.m.

  If that would have been Cindy’s cat, she would have called the fire department to get it down.

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  JeanC on December 29 at 9:11 p.m.

  Phoebe hates the snow, Scrapper isn’t fond of it, but Rum Tum, the Maine Coon LOVES it. He’ll go out and make his own snow balls to toss and catch.

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  Jim_Bob_Cornbread on December 29 at 9:19 p.m.

  “Rum Tum, the Maine Coon LOVES it. He’ll go out and make his own snow balls to toss and catch.”

  As you must know, Rum Tum is likely pretending those tiny snow balls that he playfully tosses about might be bloody eyeballs that he successfully ripped from your face in a surprise attack while you napped.

  Cats are like that.

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  BethB on December 30 at 6:57 a.m.

  Um - that may have been what happened in the movie and/or cartoon version of this scene, Cindy - but in reality-world, Alex just meowed at me that he THOUGHT I should catch him, and I moved quickly out of his jumping sphere before he actually tried it. So he went down the way he came up - via the tree at the back of the house that is close enough to the roof to assist Alex in getting to this favorite spot of his.

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  BethB on December 30 at 6:57 a.m.

  But I do love your title! (and isn’t he the cutest?)

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  Kimber on December 30 at 7:58 a.m.

  My Kibby is a Main Coon, and even that big fluffball would not go outside last nite. Oh, he stuck his nose out the door - but then looked up at me as if to say “you’ve got to be kidding”, and then promptly scampered back into the kitchen lest I “help” him outside with a little shove.

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  Cindy_H on December 30 at 8:08 a.m.

  Geez, Beth. I like my ending better. Though I was trying to imagine how’d catch him without being clawed. Cats tend to extend their claws when frightened. This I know!

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  BethB on December 30 at 8:21 a.m.

  I know - but your version makes Alex and I sound much braver than either of us actually are.

  I posted the second photo - of him STEPPING DOWN into the rain/snow gutter - on my blog post about how Cindy’s made him famous now:

  http://accidental-rabbit-trails.blogspot.com/2010/12/alex-is-famous.html

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