Dante's scouting about for any signs of his furry furiend.
And just thinking about the little devil, seems to have made him magically appear!
"Hey, Furnando! How's it going?"
"It's bin awhile since I saw yoo. I fawt we cud have a liddle chat. Whaddya fink about da wedder?"
Furnando just wants more nuts, so Dante goes to fetch some for him.
Meanwhile, Dylan decides to check things out. Everything has a new scent to it now that the snow has fallen.
It's a little chilly to be sure, but ...
... not too cold for a picnic. And what goes better with peanuts than a little toe jam for extra flavour?
Who are we trying to kid? Dylan just can't take it any more.
"IT'S COLD OUT HERE, I'M FREEZIN' MY NUTS OFF!"
Then Dante, who was trying to be so mancatly, chimes in.
"AN' MINE IS TURNIN' INTO PAWPSICLES!!! LET US IN!"
So, luckily there was room at the 'in' and mama opened the door and saved the day. Even grown mancats can act like little babies who need their mama's help. Sheesh! It's just a little snow -- you'd think the world was coming to an end.