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Its snowing. Huge fluffy flakes like big white feathers cascading down past the window. The cat is sitting on the window sill watching it. Every so often I hear her claws scrabbling at the glass as one drifts too close and she has to attempt to catch it. At least it is a change from her trying to 'catch' the birds that fly up and down and startle her out of her doze as they pass the window too closely.
