For once I an beginning to agree with Max about it being cold - only trouble is I decided it was getting cold too late and so lost my rights to the warmest places in the house.
Max has secured all rights to the rug in front of the fire and will not share that with anyone. He even gets cross if the two legs go near the fire to stoke it up. Sebastian has secured the basket outside the airing cupboard and has also arranged for his food to be delivered there by his personal shopper. I have to fend for myself.
Well I did until breakfast time the other morning. two legs has a bowl of porridge in the morning - yuk! all lumpy bits and hot and not very sweet. However he gets the female two legs to make it in this mini oven up on the counter bar. Well she made it and was in a bit of a rush and went in to serve it to him without closing the door. I nipped up and in and it was the perfect fit. My bottom rests on the warm back wall while my back luxuriates on the side panel. My head rests on the door well so the door can't close and the place is warmer than toast.
I had a few shouts at me to vacate my new lodgings but I played the "I'm Asleep!" card and it seems to have worked.
They keep saying things like "Creature of Habit" but I don't care it is nice and warm and when it cools down I get out and wait until they heat up something else and I'm in again.
Life is good
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