These are pictures taken last year around this same time. There was a bit of a thaw (unlike this year), and Dylan, the brave, being the explorer that he is, embarked on a solo Snow Trek to the end of the drive. Just think of him as a combination Hans Solo from Star Wars and Captain Kirk from Star Trek, although his ears much more resemble those of Mr. Spock!
The end of the driveway is like the end of the uniFURse in winter time. So, Dylan went where no cat went before. The others preferred to stay closer to home.
Dylan surveys the winter wasteland that is our front yard.
He scent-marks the corner of the house so he can find his way back, and gives it a kiss for good luck.
Off he goes, into the frozen tundra that is our driveway.
After many seconds, he reaches his destination. Should he go further into uncharted territory?
Or return home to the safety of his home and his loved ones?
Home calls the loudest on this purrticular day, i.e., he hears Dante howl.
And here's Dante to greet him at the end of his long and arduous journey.
"Concats, bro, on an awesum adventure!", says Dante.
"Fanks, but whoever said "Don't wait fur Spring" is just downrite crazy!", says Dylan.