Walking

Zephan and I went for a walk last night, despite the wind and the cold.  I took my camera along and played with it a lot.  It was a good time.  I love where we live.

Pistol insisted on following us, but wouldn't stay out from under our feet.  So Zephan carried him for a while.  There was point, though, when he would go no farther and just stood at the side of the road meowing for us.