Plus, there's another benefit to having it super cold in the house.
Seriously you guys. I've been waiting for the past 5 months for it to be cold enough for Kitty to get desperate and sit on me for warmth. (Sure, she does this weird pajamas-licking thing when I eat breakfast, but frankly, that doesn't count as kitty cuddle time to me.)
That's right. Kitty climbed over me and right on to Boyfriend's lap. Like a heartless, mean, monster kitty.
Has anyone else faced such a betrayal by something you love so dearly? I'm considering shopping around the movie rights.