As the Postal Service motto goes, "Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds". I think C.C. must have been a postal carrier in a former life. I bet she was as dedicated a carrier as she is a critter stalker! All the other cats tucked tail and ran deep into the warmth of our house as soon as they felt the frigid air outside, but not this girl.
When I opened the door to let the dogs out, C.C. bolted outside for her favorite spot by the fence. I felt sure that she would be back meowing at the door within minutes, but that crazy cat refused to come inside, even with temps at 15 degrees and falling! I eventually had to go out and shoo her back in. Today all she accomplished was keeping a patch of ground (and a few peanut shells) warm and dry, but she assures me tomorrow she will catch whatever is lurking behind that fence. That's what I call serious dedication to the duties at hand!
Edited to add: Well, she did it. Tonight, when the temps were below 10 degrees, she ventured out yet again and minutes later she appeared at the door. Little did I know when I opened the door to let her in that she had a mouse in her mouth! She walked in, proud as a peacock, I screamed, she dropped the mouse and I scooped it up and released it to the frigid world. It was still alive and managed to walk away, but I have no idea the extent of its injuries, if any. I'm amazed. I really didn't think she had it in her!