Monday, October 04, 2010


This new place (hmm, been living here for over three months now, how new is that?) has floor registers for gas heat. Mencken has a sour disposition and hurks up hairballs in the most inconvenient places. Yesterday was a fairly cool day (only got up to 72F yesterday afternoon) so it was hard getting up this morning because the house was cool and my covers warm, so I dashed out of bed and ran to the thermostat and turned up the heat.

Now I know what roasted cat puke smells like.

-- Badtux the Cat-owned Penguin

Below: Mencken enjoying the heat from the floor register in the bathroom, which emits from under the bathroom cabinet due to past remodeling efforts on this place. It makes the tile there nicely warm on your feet...

1 comment:

  1. When we lived in Australia, the cats would almost always chunder on the crappy green carpet that was all over the house we rented. Almost never did they ralf on our Oriental rugs. Now our place has floors with 1920s-era fir boards. They would be a breeze to clean up. So what do the cats do? (They spew way more than normal and the vet doesn't know why.) They'll go out of their way to do it on the wool rugs, dammit. And the pink colour of the salmon catfood stains something terrible.


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