I now have most of the music room taking up the living room (good thing I'm single!). Tonight I should be able to give it a good vacuuming, then move the bedroom into it.
The weather's been unusually cool here in the Silly Cone Valley. The fur-bearin' varmints are hanging around on the furnace grates. They don't seem to realize that they're wearing fur coats. That works out okay usually, except Mencken is being his usual sour self and puked into the furnace grate (*again*). Roast cat puke. Yum.
Will try to get my economics post about producer price increases during monetary deflation out of the way, just been busy these past few days...
-- Badtux the Busy Penguin
They huddle on the heat vents, despite the fur coats, because their normal body temperature is higher than human temps, so they need it hotter. So I empathize.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I knew about that, the domestic housecat originated in the deserts of North Africa. Thing is, the North American shorthair is supposedly genetically different enough from the North African wildcat that they can deal with wide temperature extremes. And indeed, my previous pair of kittehs did, the only thing that ever stopped them from heading out to patrol their territory was snow (now *that* was some funny ass sh*t, the cat running out onto my front stoop, which was covered with ice and snow, skidding to a halt with snow piling up in front of his widdle paws, and then *leaping* back into my trailer house!). But TMF and Mencken are just, well, wimps. Oh well, they're also cuddly kittehs, so I forgive'em...
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