First whiff of spring

Captain Hook getting a nose full of spring

This winter has been long, and psychologically brutal. We have had record snowfall, and haven't seen bare ground since December 1st. All around people are grousing about being sick of winter, even the little kids. It's been a grinding three months. This morning, for the first time in seemingly forever, the temp is soaring - it's 39 (F) as I type this - and the sun is out. Everywhere there is the drip-drip-drip of ice melting. People are out chopping ice from their driveway and sidewalk because they CAN.

Our aging kitty, Captain Hook, is outside for the first time in quite a while, and he was instantly delighted to be there. His nose is working overtime, and his special scratching log is partially uncovered so he ran right over to sharpen his claws. I could hear him purring from five feet away.

When I'm done here, I'm going back out to join him. I'm going to clear snow and ice away from the downspouts so that my ice dams can clear. And I'm not going to wear a hat!

UPDATE - 3/3
I'll bet this guy wondered if Captain Hook would make a tasty morsel! Fortunately, he left the kitty alone and kept his eye on the house-remodeling dumpster in the neighbor's driveway.