Dayle has been sitting on his platform by the window, staring out at the snow, making intermittent squeaky-meowing sounds. I think he wants to catch each and every snowflake that’s falling in front of his eyes. He seems mesmerized.
It’s still snowing. I have a feeling the roads are dangerous right now – this city’s not as well prepared for snowfall as one that actually gets a lot of snow every winter. Vancouver drivers mostly don’t know how to drive in snow, either. There will be no going out today, except for places we can walk to. We were supposed to go for breakfast at a friend’s place this morning… I think that’s being called off because of the weather. Unfortunate, that.