Good call. It’s suppose to get down to friggin’ forty degrees tonight and 43 tomorrow night. And was it just last weekend I was running the airconditioners?
Gypsy is undergoing a bit of a health crisis and OB and I have been switching off sleeping downstairs with her. With the new windows and no drafts, the house feels a whole lot more comfortable, although I wouldn’t mind the furnace going on a little more frequently :)
Aww...Poor Gypsy! :(
The upside of 40-degree nights is that the catz come in early. I think I’ll put the flannel sheets back on the bed.