I had to take Jacoby (aka #Strollercat) out to Somerville one night a week or so ago, and it was cold outside. I’m talking the coldest night of the year, cold: it was 3° not including wind chill!
He was nice and toasty.
He was probably warmer than I was!
And, honestly, we weren’t outside that much. Just to get to the train station and then to the place at the other end. The rest of the time we were inside the station or on the train.
Jake enjoyed going out again, even though it was so chilly.