No one needs to be told that today was a cold day.  Oh, 14degrees feels like 3.7, so the weather dude said.  3.7??? Now how can you predict that accurately?
Anyway it wasn’t even close in the strong winds running in to the 50+kph, it felt more like -3.7 say -4, whose going to quibble over whole numbers.
Cold. When the wind rips through a Driazabone jacket, I’m here to tell its COLD.

Had a date with Kalav -the Brave.  He was going to be in a lot of trouble hunting in this wind.  But, did you notice Brave in there somewhere?

By the time I’d arrived, he’d already decimated one part of the hunting ground and had moved to new premises.   Seemed more interested in keeping Kitty well supplied than in a silly old dude in a Drizabone pointing a lens at him.

4 mice, in 10 minutes.  And all within a stones throw, (not that I threw stones at  him) of where I was hunkered down behind the the fencepost, the only protection around.

Onya bloke.  You deserve a rest for a few hours.