It was a beautiful day today, with bright blue skies and golden light. It was pretty chilly, though, and there was still frost in the shade at lunchtime. I went out to buy some groceries, came back into the house and thought "Good, it's lovely and warm in here." Then I noticed that the thermometer in the living room was showing 14° C. The guinea pigs were all piled into their little wooden house in a big furry lump.
Whether the cold had anything to do with it or not, I've been a bit headachy all evening. I used to get them all the time, but it's been a while. It's a bit better now, but nevertheless I am going to have a relaxing bath and go to bed. With a hot water bottle. I think the pigs have the right idea.
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Hope you are not succumbing to the dreaded lurgy which has been causing my family and friends to drop like flies! (And I am now picturing the guinea pigs having a relaxing bath then curling up with a hot water bottle. Cute!)
Good grief, keep yourself warm, you silly person. You're not furry.
Alas, Loth, I'm still not feeling too good.
I see what you mean - that does sound as though the pigs are keen on baths. They're not. They have to have one every so often, and always protest loudly.
Don't worry, Mum, the heating did go on. The house just felt warm by comparison with outside (and I suppose it must have been a good 10 degrees warmer).
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