Weather, Or Not

There was once a snowfall here at the time when I had three eight or nine month old kittens living with me. They had never seen such a thing. I let them out to play in it, and they would venture a few feet from the covered patio, then dash back to lick the snow from their paws. It was deep enough that they almost vanished in it -- only three thin black tails sticking up from the white, and then a kitten leaping into view, only to vanish again where they landed. It was fun to watch.