Hot Shot Cat

Hotter than a fat chick at a holiday sweater party. Yee Haw!

From Cat Photos

Tookie is my cat.  When it gets cold outside (subzero temps and other temperatures ), Tookie hides in the warmest part of the house.  Normally, he lays on our guest bed underneath a heat register that rains warmth upon him when the furnace kicks on.  That rarely happens.

Because I’m out of work and JDubs and I don’t like wasting money on energy, the furnace is set at a cool 62 degrees F.  That invariably means that our house is f-f-f-freezing.  I can get by with an extra layer or ten.  But even with a thicket of cat fur and a big F.U.P.A., the cat can’t get warm.  He is cool to the touch even when balled up in his spot under the heat.

Every once in a while, I’ll cave.  ”It’s too cold,” I’ll say.  Instead of turning up the furnace, however, I’ll turn on a little space heater that JDubs bought.  She got it at an after winter sales event at Target (we’re talking 90% off this heater…what a Jewy kind of deal!).  The money saved on the device warrants splurging on electricity.  So, that’s what I do.

All of a sudden Tookie has a new favorite spot…where ever the space heater is.  It’s really hot but he curls up in front of it anyway.  Here’s a video to show how comfortable he is:

Sorry for the sideways filming, porno-style handy cam work and the water mark…I’m only pretty good at this stuff, not really good.