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We now have air conditioning! For the past two months, our apartment has been like a sauna (literally, given how humid it was), so hot that we've been sitting around in sports bras instead of shirts while the cats draped themselves limply over the kitchen counter/the floor or sprawled in the open windows. Now, we have an old window unit from seanchai's parents, which, when we put it on full blast, lowers the temperature in our apartment to about 75-80 degrees. As opposed to 90-95 degrees.
The cats are thrilled, especially the Fluffle (Steve, being a short-haired cat, didn't actually mind the heat that much, but Tony has very thick, fluffy fur and was sulky and miserable). They're racing around maniacally, and cuddling together on their giant floor pillow because it's no longer too hot for snuggling, and in general acting much perkier and happier. The Fluffle is even whining for food less.
So, yesterday, when I was about to leave the office and get lunch, I reached into my bag and felt something... furry.
The Fluffle apparently decided to thank me for the new air conditioning by giving me a present in the form of his half-chewed plastic-covered-in-rabit-fur mouse.
We now have air conditioning! For the past two months, our apartment has been like a sauna (literally, given how humid it was), so hot that we've been sitting around in sports bras instead of shirts while the cats draped themselves limply over the kitchen counter/the floor or sprawled in the open windows. Now, we have an old window unit from seanchai's parents, which, when we put it on full blast, lowers the temperature in our apartment to about 75-80 degrees. As opposed to 90-95 degrees.
The cats are thrilled, especially the Fluffle (Steve, being a short-haired cat, didn't actually mind the heat that much, but Tony has very thick, fluffy fur and was sulky and miserable). They're racing around maniacally, and cuddling together on their giant floor pillow because it's no longer too hot for snuggling, and in general acting much perkier and happier. The Fluffle is even whining for food less.
So, yesterday, when I was about to leave the office and get lunch, I reached into my bag and felt something... furry.
The Fluffle apparently decided to thank me for the new air conditioning by giving me a present in the form of his half-chewed plastic-covered-in-rabit-fur mouse.
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