You've heard of Bluebeard of course. And, if you're a fan of Blackadder, Captain Redbeard Rumm.

Today, I present for your edification and jollification: CATBEARD!

(aka, Mr Psmith and Xena, one of our torties. She likes to hide in his beard. Freya, our other one, was off either climbing or destroying something, per her usual MO.)

It's called "snow" and there is a metric s**t ton of it here in my neighborhood:

( post-blizzard conditions )

Oh my god am I ready for spring.

To cheer ourselves up, Mr Psmith and I have been looking at pictures from way back when Freya was a full-of-herself little kitten who took no crap from our giant dogs that outweigh her by a factor of 20-to-1 (she hasn't changed a bit, in case you were wondering):