My sister in law has a soft spot for small furry things. My brother apparently can’t say no to his wife’s “Honey, please” face. A few years ago they came out for Christmas and brought with them her most recent furry acquisition. Alice was a cute little kitten, infinitely intrigued by the ripped wrapping paper and discarded bows.
My brother wanted to know how she’d react to the snow.
It looks like she didn’t care much for it.