My wild-eyed Siberian boy Otis is looking forward to summer just as much as the rest of us. He occasionally disappears for a few days at a time, but for the most part, you can pretty consistently find him in the wooden kitty shelter his dad made for him and Gretchen to get out of the winter weather and escape from the demon dog Reuben.
It’s a miracle they both fit in there simultaneously, as they’ve packed on some winter pounds (who hasn’t). It’s also a miracle that they don’t kill each other in there, because they haven’t been the best of friends in years past. I guess desperate times call for desperate measures.