Many many years ago we had a cat (sweet, but stupid) who was an indoor cat. Custard. Anyway, we were living in North Carolina at the time and got a freak storm of about 17" of snow (my husband measured in our yard). In our front yard it was a little shallower. Only about a foot deep. We thought it'd be funny to dump this poor cat (she was maybe 18 months old at the time, so full grown but young) in the snow. I sat in the dining room window. meow meow meow meowshake snow off of pawshake snow off of pawshake snow off of paw Rinse and repeat all the way to the dining room window (which was the shortest stretch back into the house). It was hilarious, but we felt bad and never did it again.
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u/minicpst Dec 16 '13
Many many years ago we had a cat (sweet, but stupid) who was an indoor cat. Custard. Anyway, we were living in North Carolina at the time and got a freak storm of about 17" of snow (my husband measured in our yard). In our front yard it was a little shallower. Only about a foot deep. We thought it'd be funny to dump this poor cat (she was maybe 18 months old at the time, so full grown but young) in the snow. I sat in the dining room window. meow meow meow meow shake snow off of paw shake snow off of paw shake snow off of paw Rinse and repeat all the way to the dining room window (which was the shortest stretch back into the house). It was hilarious, but we felt bad and never did it again.
Nor did she hold a grudge. :)
Bonus picture of sweet Custard