When I got into bed last night two things occurred to me.
The first was that my feet were so cold that it would make a polar bear put a sweater on.
The second was that there was a lovely warm spot, as if a cat had been sleeping there. Except evil cat had not moved from the fire all evening - this had been a very determined decision and no-one had been able to move her. So we may have a ghost cat. I hope it scares the mice.
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