Life among the Felines

[lagilman]

Spent the day hiding from OhMyGod winds (40+mph, starting at 3am when I thought my bedroom window was going to blow in) and OhMyGod cold (the high was, I think, 15 degrees) in M's office, huddled next to a space heater and trying to get People Not Like Thee and Mee to behave like they were ever taught manners. Also, working with BaseCamp, which I'm deciding I quite like: project management software that seems to actually do what it's supposed to do, and nothing else.

And then came home, cooked up some pork ribs, and settled in, fully intending to get back to the read-through for DOWN INTO DARKNESS.

The cats had other things in mind. Apparently, being left ALONE! with the WIND! all day put them on edge, and they needed mommy-time.

We finally worked out a compromise, where I get to do a few pages, and then we'd play, and then a few pages... So I'm sitting on the sofa, lap desk on, well, my lap. Pandora, as is her habit, tried to burrow under the lap desk to get at my lap. Boomer, sitting on the sofa next to me, was clearly wondering what the fkcu Pandora was doing, and so stretched around my knee to stick his head under the lapdesk and find out what's what.

At which point I started to laugh so hard, they both stalked off in a huff.

(they're both back on the sofa now, but studiously ignoring both me and each other)

I'd probably get more done if I didn't share space with these two. But I'd be so bored.

Ah, they both seem to be asleep. Back to work I go!


(for the record, it's currently 10 degrees outside, with a wind chill of -2. Welcome to almost-spring in New England...)

Comments

[lagilman]

interestingly enough, despite being a drafty pile, the Ch. Felidae tends to stay quite comfy so long as the wind isn't howling.

Or it could just be that New Englander stoic thing. Lovely discussion Monday night where someone admitted that they woke up one night and thought "why is my heat cycling on for more than five minutes?" Like we're wimps if we can't just pile on another blanket and sleep in 40 degree house-temps. (for the record, the chateau is being kept at a nicely toasty 58 when I sleep, and 64 during the day. And yes, I really do find that comfortable! Pandora would prefer it to be cranked up to around 70, but she is our hothouse flower of felinity)

[alfreda89.livejournal.com]

We keep ours at 68 in the cold, and 80 during the day, 76 at night during heat. Overall, works out. Glad you're comfortable. You need that silly cat joke on my friend's fridge -- approximately "Harry, I'm cold. Put on two more cats!"

The Burmese say a heated basket is a GOOD thing.