Still, even with the windows closed the house is only moderately hot. It only got up to seventy five in here today, so once again I didn't have to use the air conditioner. Seventy five is not exactly comfortable, but it's way better than eighty, and I can easily live with it as long as I know it's going to get a lot cooler soon. Last night it got so chilly that it woke me up before dawn, and I almost got up to close the windows, but being chilly was such a pleasant change that I just went back to sleep after draping a handy bit of fleecy fabric over myself. Well, okay, it was the bit of fabric that Portia uses as a napping spot, but she wasn't on it and I didn't feel like getting up to fetch a blanket so I just grabbed it and unfolded it. Sure, there was cat hair on it, but there was already cat hair on me, so no big deal.
Ah, the noise has stopped. I can open things up in a few minutes and then get some dinner. But first I'd better water the feral cats. I'm anxious to get outdoors anyway.
