My AC croaked today, so I moved my kittehs and myself into a hotel. My poor lads were suffering at 88 degrees in my apartment by the time I found a place with room that would accept my cats. We're all very comfortable with the AC running and lots of new corners and under-beds to investigate. I'm going to go take a shower and a nap
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A few years ago, when I was up in Maine for a job interview, LPFF was watching my house, my cats, and my bird. The dogs were otherwise occupied. My AC went out. It was 98F in the house when LPFF went over to feed, etc, after work. She took Thunder, Kimmie, Zeplin, Camo and Lloyd to work and set them up there for a few days until we could get things taken care of. It was a nightmare, and LPFF still has the scars to prove it. (Let's just say there's a routine to handling Zeplin, and if your name ain't wabbit, you don't know the routine! *grin*)
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