Before I left this evening I looked at the space heater and wondered how cold it was supposed to get tonight. I usually only leave it on for Bandit if it's freezing or below freezing. There are plenty of blankets and throws for him to snuggle under. Besides, he's got a better wardrobe than I have (if he'd only keep his clothes on!). Moggy has hair that keeps him a little warmer. He mostly snuggles on top of the covers, but on a couple of really cold nights he has made his way under the duvet.
I thought I decided not to turn the heater on, so I was quite surprised to come home to a toasty house. Either I'm getting forgetful, or one of The Boys has learned a new trick.
I'm torn--Bandit would be the one who would benefit most; however, he's been my Roomie for about 8.5 years now, and although he's honked the car horn at me (three times) and rolls the windows down (every time the child locks are inadvertently turned off), and strips neked when I dress him (except in freezing and below freezing weather), he's never turned on any of the space heaters. At least I don't think he has.
Moggy, on the other hand, has only lived with us a little over a year, and he's proved himself to be quite the clever prankster: hiding and pouncing on all feet/paws as they approach and playing Houdini by escaping from the carrier, and the house, into the great outdoors. And the heater has never come on before--except by my hand. At least I don't think it has.
Speaking of hands, on the other-other hand, I am increasing in cake candles, so it is possible I actually turned it on and forgot. That's scary. Although I qualify for certain discounts, I don't have that many cake candles!!
At least I don't think I do.
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