I saw him! I saw him! I saw him!

Pete checked in at the front door this morning and because the front porch light was still on, I saw him! I saw him! I saw him!

He looks like ME!
Only a bit fluffier.

I asked him, "What's the winter prediction?"
He said, "Who wants to know?"
"ME!!!!"
"Winter . . . six more weeks. . . .maybe eight."
"nnnnnnooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"

Chester came over. "No?"
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Oh NOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo


Tiger came over. "NOOOOO?"
nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo
NONONONONONONONNONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO

And then mom came over and told us to knock it off. "Cemetary Cat Yowls are not conducive to a pleasant yoga state. KNOCK IT OFF!"