This Christmas Day is the first time Nicholas has even been near snow, so I opened the back door and let him check it out. He normally avoids the cold, so I was surprised to see him walk outside and start tromping through the ice. He took his time, as he normally does in new environments, but he didn’t seem phased by the chill surrounding him and sticking to his paws.

He took everything in and munched on a bit of grass. When I started getting cold, I collected him up and went back into the warmth.