This morning was the first time I woke up cold. The breeze came in the patio door, and the TV said it was 49 degrees. It was also the first time since I've had an actual bed that I awoke with a black-and-white furnace attached to my legs.
This morning, Biggs spent most of his time crawling over my lap, rubbing his head against my hands, or curling up next to me to nap while I sat Indian-style on the couch.
Next thing that will happen? I'll be able to see a real winter coat on him, which is so gorgeous. I promise to post the glory that is the fur of a long-haired puss when it finally all grows in.
My feet are cold all day today, and my goodness, I've missed this.
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