While Mojo loves to have his time outside, when winter rolls around we find him frequently at the top of the basement stairs, waiting for us to bring him into the living room to let him sleep on the couch. Much to Monster and Whimsey's dismay. Do you remember when you were little, you'd come in from playing in the snow, all red cheeked with frozen fingers and toes? All you wanted was some hot chocolate to warm you up. The couch is equivalent to Mojo's hot chocolate.
We usually end up caving in, letting him sleep, supervised on our couch. And he sure does make the most of it.