I’m too tired and cold and ready to sack out to put together a proper blog post.
Oh, but you’ll never guess what I have been knitting! (That’s not true. I bet you can totally guess.)
In lieu of proper blogging, how about a follow-up. Earlier in the season I speculated aloud about buying a heated cat bed for Kimble, who is super old and skinny and easily chilled. And also my home does not have central heating, so that is a problem.
In the end I decided not to, because he learned to do this:
If I leave the blankets arranged just so on his end of the couch, he has learned how to burrow in and make himself a cozy little nest.
I wonder if he ever wonders why his tail is always colder than the rest of him.