It's 6 am and -1C outside and 11C inside. The cats are piled on the bed and Merrill has decided to be a hat for my head. But I still cold uwu

I have no idea where Rufio is, I'm guessing he burrowed and if I try to find him I will find his claws first. So we'll just assume he's being responsibly aware of the situation

Situation being piles of blankets and me tossing and turning because my foot was sticking out and now It Cold

I moved earlier and woke up Merrill and she immediately started purring. Like Calm down, Human I got'chu

Such good fluff