she came in and jerked the thermostat over to 80. She didn't look at today's mail or reach for the WSJ, but just sat on the couch by the radiator. She looked so small and cold that I was moved with pity. It would be awhile before the room warmed up. In a leap, I was on her lap. Humans have such inefficient systems - no fur! However, she did not begin absently stroking me. She just stared at the wall.
I began to purr, partly in panic. what was wrong with my human?
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