A little Catography, anyone?

I took a ridiculous amount of pictures of my cats in their first time out in snow, but I never got around to transferring them from my camera. Wendy couldn't join them in their adventure because she had just gotten cut open by mean Vets who thought it would be nice to remove her female parts. I took her out in a tote bag so she could at least look around and see what the hell that mysterious white shit that covered the ground was. Oliver had a ball and growled at me when I tried to take him inside. Steve uhh... Well, Steve kinda... He didn't like it so much. He especially didn't like it when he misjudged how deep a snow bank was.