More snow, cat and birds

It snowed on and off yesterday, quite heavily in the afternoon.

I ventured out after dark to empty the kitchen caddy into the compost bin.

I was followed.

She wouldn't walk in the unbroken snow, only on my foot prints.

I could almost hear her muttering, "Are you kidding me? All the way up there? My paws are frozen."

" Seriously! I'll come but you've got to carry me."

I'm not sure why she followed me. She would probably like the caption to read, "Plucky little cat ensures owner does not disappear in arctic conditions," but the reality is more likely to be, "Greedy little cat keeps an eye on meal ticket."

If I did fall over and freeze to death in the garden. I would be found in the morning, with the cat sitting on me, complaining that her seat was cold and her breakfast was late.

Another freezing night left the birds all fluffed out to twice their normal size,

hopping from one foot to another because their toes were cold.

The robin was swearing at everyone. He thinks the feeding area should be for his use only.

He did however strike some very pretty Christmas poses so I forgave him.

Some of the shyer birds are now coming to the feeders, a greenfinch and a goldfinch visited today.

The spugs and chaffinches are still there in abundance, keeping the otter company.