Apparently my eskimo like temps inside are too warm for Magnus because he could not wait to get outside and frollick in the snow. Most people gasp when I say I keep the thermostat at 64. Yes, 64. I'm pretty cheap on the gas bill. But with the past 2 days stuck in the house and the bitter cold I did actually have it up to 66 at times. I'll probably pass out when I get the heat bill.
Jazz was not a fan of the snow. She tried to follow in Magnus's tracks.
But mostly she wanted to warm her paws up as quickly as possible. I must say if I wasn't already divorced I imagine after 2 days stuck in the house I would be now. I've been tempted to see who I could pawn the kid off on for a few days. But amazingly enough our bickering paid off, because she stayed upstairs and I stayed downstairs. Something got into her and she actually cleaned her room, to the point where her entire floor is visible and I could walk in! I couldn't believe it when I said "I'm coming in" and didn't get the "NO WAIT do not come in yet!" screech. So after finding the room clean I decided I wouldn't pawn her off after all.
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