There isn't a day that goes by that you won't find "the cat" either on the heated floor or next to the radiator. I guess when you are twenty cat years old, the old bones need to feel the HEAT. We often think that she may cook herself one day, but hey there are worse ways to go. Self combustion comes to mind but let's not go there.
You talking about me! Why I ought to....
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