Entry tags:

cat, geeky, winter

So again last night Boots went to sleep on my beanbag as soon as I'd abandoned it, and in the wee hours walked on my hair until I let her in the bed with me.

While pondering this over lunch today it belatedly occurred to me that it has actually been quite cold these last days. My beanbag when I've been sitting on it for several hours must be the second-warmest thing in the house -- preferable to the warmest thing (me in my electric-blanket-toasted bed, spoiled for the cat by my heavy bedcovers) for the five or six hours it apparently takes the living room and beanbag to cool down to an uncomfortable temperature.

Duh.

(Now wondering whether and how new beans in the beanbag would affect its thermodynamic behaviour. Also trying to resist the temptation to graph overnight low temperatures against the length of time it takes Boots to climb into bed with me.)