It's a crisp December morning, the cold dry winter air gracefully blows trough the snow covered trees Sending snow cascading down from their limp branches in graceful spirals witch wisp away in the wind, it's a rather warm winters day -25 So jasper decides its a good day for a outdoor tea-party in the local park, He Chooses a picnic table close to a rather large Spruce tree, brushes the layers of Accumulated snow from the benches and then from the table and begins setting everything up. He waits for a gust of wind to pass by before putting the lace tablecloth on (Fearing it'd blow away) he then proceeds to pull eight pristine porcelain teacups, saucers and tea spoons from the wicker basket slung over his shoulder and places them down on the table neatly and quickly. He then pulls out two covered plates filled with cookies and other goodies he bakesd the previous night, he licks his lips thinking about how good there going to taste with a cup of hot tea. He then places another platter out on to the table, this ones filled with tea-bags and extra spoons (just in case) after some time he's ready to put the finishing touches into place, a centrepiece constructed of pine cones and twigs, he then sits down wagging his stubby tail in anticipation for his guests to arrive.
(Shut up, having tea parties doesn't make me less of a man......)