Mack has been here for almost a week exactly, and he has yet to want to go out on the patio to check out the weather (he hates when it’s cold, even though he’s a Maine Coon and has one of the thickest coats I’ve seen). I lured him out with chicken, teehee. He actually stayed outside for quite awhile until I closed the door to which he became a big baby and whined to get back in. I’m sure by March he’ll be rollin’ around in the white stuff!