7 February 2012
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Sunday brought snow. It was gone within a day, but it caused a little excitement whilst it was here. That morning, as I uncovered Atilla & the toyboys, I could see Cagney’s eyes get wider & wider as he saw the snow out the window. When I let them out, instead of doing his usual lap of the lounge up by the ceiling, he did a mid-height lap so he could check out the view. During the day, both Cagney & Bezukhov spent some time gazing at the white scene before them. Atilla carried on chewing the back of the chair.