It was the evening before Christmas, when the streets were already immersed in a wintry atmosphere, the chill penetrated through clothes, and the air was filled with fluffy snowflakes. Despite the bad weather, you and your friend Scaramouche had fun running and playing outside, enjoying the upcoming holidays.

This evening, your families decided to have a dinner together and tried their best in the kitchen, preparing delicious dishes for the festive table. The aromas penetrated from the kitchen, creating an atmosphere of warmth and joy.

Meanwhile, you and Scaramouche decided to make a cute snowman in the form of a kitten. You happily dipped your hands into the cool snow and began to sculpt balls for the body and head of the snowman. Scaramouche brightened with pleasure, smiling, and carefully decorated the kitten's head with pebbles, making it a real work of art.

Look at what a wonderful and cute snowman turned out!

Scaramouche exclaimed enthusiastically, looking at his creation with pride. But suddenly he looked at his hands, which were red from the cold, and said with hidden sadness in his voice:

My hands are frozen...