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Winter Blows

I have an electric fireplace. It gives off lots of heat. I have it positioned in such a way it aims right at my feet. The second that I turn it on the cat parks herself right there. Blocking the heat, aimed at my feet. It really isn't fair. She makes it clear that that's her spot. I guess that I've been told and I suppose I can't blame her since I , too, am old and cold. Winter weather I can do without. This cold is not for me, but we'll get by, Honey and I, just you wait and see.

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