It looks like Frosty still doesn’t have a job. Even in Anchorage, Frosty could get up off of his fluffy, flame point behind and get a job at Starbucks.
But no! Frosty apparently sleeps most of the day in his Cat Ball®, rising occasionally to beat up the neighbor’s dog and destroy the hooman’s deck (he’s really shredding those posts!).
Frosty got his Cat Ball® cat ball in 2011 and he still loves it.
Frosty, you handsome flame point man, we wish you sweet dreams!