Dorien’s second snow.

Dorien spent every moment of this morning’s snowfall fixed to the window of his cat perch, growling and meowing at the falling snow. As soon as the flakes ceased, he wandered off for breakfast and a nap. When he returned from that journey, he came back to the window and yowled exasperatedly at me, as if to say “More!”
I guess he is certainly my cat.