My puppy is cuddled next to me. Her fur is clean, white, and cottony-soft. She is being adorable and quiet and utterly well-behaved. The only noise is the sound of my tapping on the computer keys and the occasional jostle as Lady changes position or smacks her lips.
I have the space heater going full-tilt in my master bath pointing towards the bed. The bedroom temperature is just right.
The second repairman (story for another entry) to come to fix the heater fan is due between noon and 1pm, so I can't stay in this lovely state.
Sigh. I must face the cold rest-of-the-house.