Andy stopped by to sharpen his claws.
He let me know…
…kitty business in the guest bedroom and rushed to make a grand exit from the front room.
Still miserable here in Western Nebraska when I put this post together 23 December. It’s only 64 degrees F/ 17,8 degrees C inside, thanks to a system of heating using electric wall heaters in each room that spew heat onto the ceiling but neglect to do much, in my opinion based of years living here, to warm the cat and the human living here.
Incidentally, rising from bed to find the kitchen faucet water frozen was alarming, though discovering water fully available in the north bathroom allayed some concerns. A nice piping hot coffee seems to do that, even made from water carried in a pot from the bathroom.
I hope to start my car later in the day when it’s predicted to be 3 degrees F/ -10 degrees C as the daily high. Tomorow’s high (which is today in Blog Posting Land) is predicted to be 28 degrees F/ 16 degrees C, a virtual tropical day for winter in the High Plains in winter! If the “horse” doesn’t start in that weather, I guess it will have to be “euthanized”. LOL!
(A friend’s brother came over and jump started my car yesterday afternoon. I turned right over. I took it out on the highway and took an hour and a half “trip” on perfectly cleared roads that still had “Highway xxx closed” signs that stopped no one and advertised no hazard that I could see. I hope that was sufficient to recharge the battery. I’ll find out later this morning when I get in it to go to dialysis. It is supposed to be warmer, relatively, today.)
Andy seems to be handling the cooler apartment without problems, though he, like I, has been hanging out where the heat is noticeable. my bedroom, for example, is smallish so the electric heater does a great job of turning the room topical if I close the door. That and tons of blankets on the bed gave me a great night’s rest, something not possible before I turned the heat up in the early part of this cold front and relied only on bedding for comfort.
I bought a Turkish terry cloth robe several years ago. It is so heavy and hot I rarely wore it where I used to live. Now, it is just right! At least if you come for a visit now, you won’t find me in a polo shirt and undershorts. LOL! The robe is quite cozy.
As of 11 AM yesterday, I’d still not found that stupid television remote. I am totally deaf in my right ear. I can hear sounds fine with the left ear but can’t pinpoint where they come from because that skill require stereo two-ear hearing. That said, I heard the remote hit something but which direction the sound came from is a mystery. I’ve looked all over the front room for it and suspect it’s hiding behind something…or in plain view!