Warm Spots

The key, on a good winter day, is to find the various warm spots around Chez Herd and enjoy them.

sunshine and an exit.

Frankie has found the perfect balance between sunshine and monitoring an exit door.

have to move soon

Kiska and Qannik are going to have to move soon as the sun is slowly slipping off of the deck.

fireplace

But Cheoah has the best answer – why worry about sunshine when Hu-dad has a fire going?

4 Comments

  1. KJ Pierson on February 6, 2015 at 6:55 am

    cheoah wins. Never has tort up to moving heat…as long as hudad does the job 😉

    • KJ Pierson on February 6, 2015 at 6:56 am

      Tory – to get up. Autocorrect failed md

  2. Sam on February 5, 2015 at 3:03 pm

    He just needs a mug of cocoa and he is all set!

    Monty and Harlow

  3. Mom 'n Ice on February 5, 2015 at 1:29 pm

    Ice sez: And while these four were looking for warm places to be, what were Typhoon and ‘Tasha up to?

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