Greetings everyone. It’s me, Snoops. It seems like a very long time since I’ve talked with you. It seems like every time I start to say something, someone…
Sgt Stripes: What’re you up to Snoops? Not trying to hijack the blog are you?
Snoops: How could I hijack it? I started it. With Kommando, remember?
Sgt Stripes: Not really. I wasn’t around then.
Snoops: My point. Exactly.
Sgt Stripes: But she’s gone. And I’ve taken her place, right?
Snoops (growling): You have not taken her place, you big goofball. No one can take her place.
Sgt Stripes: Don’t get mad, Snoops. I didn’t mean it like that.
Snoops: What did you mean?
Sgt Stripes: Don’t you remember? You added me as co-owner of the blog.
Snoops: Yes, I did. What’s your point?
Sgt Stripes: I just wanted to know what you were going to talk about?
Snoops: I was going to tell everyone about the barely tolerable living conditions the past week or so.
Gypsy: You mean how we almost froze to death?
Angel: It really was unacceptable.
Onyx: Especially for us smaller cats.
Sgt Stripes: And it went on for days.
Gypsy: Did you hear Mom’s extremely lame excuse? She said she wasn’t really paying attention because it’s not that late in the season. Snoops, apparently your original human didn’t really believe in turning on the heat until November 1, regardless of the weather. That’s downright inhumane.
Sgt Stripes: Then when my humans was complaining about it, she told him that he’d have to wait until she could call the repairman in the morning. And he was already sick!
Snoops: It gets even worse. When she called in, she said it wasn’t an emergency. We had to wait four more days for them to come. Something about needing to take time off work.
Gypsy: She didn’t take any time off work. She brought the work here. She could have done that any time. It was really cold!
Sgt Stripes: I don’t think the humans really understood how bad it was. They were gone during the day and had blankets and electric paw warmers.
Snoops: I think Mom finally understood on the day she stayed home waiting for the guy to fix everything. It was only 48 degrees inside she said. And her handwriting was really bad because of it. I don’t know what any of that means, but she was a lot more sympathetic to us.
Sgt Stripes: She even got blankets for each of the kitties.
Angel: We shared.
Gypsy: I would get a good spot, then you’d kick me out.
Angel: Then Sarge would kick me out. It’s a good thing there were enough to go around.
Snoops: I spent that last day on her lap. I was helping her work.
Onyx: It was a really pretty day. I was sunning in the window.
Snoops: Until you decided that you wanted to sit on the inside porch.
Onyx: What’s wrong with that?
Snoops: When Mom opened the door for the repairman, you took off outside again.
Gypsy: Mom was not pleased.
Angel: The guy was really upset. He tried to help her bring you back.
Onyx: She’s way too slow for me. It was a beautiful day.
Gypsy: So why’d you come back in?
Onyx: The repairman was really nice. I thought he’d give me treats. But he brought me back inside. Then I got locked in the study for the rest of the time he was here. It was humiliating. I don’t think Mom trusted me after that.
Snoops: I can’t imagine why.
Gypsy: At least it got fixed.
Sgt Stripes: I heard the guy talking to Mom. It needs something called a thermostat. I guess a lot of humans need them because he had to order one.
Snoops: So why did it get warmer?
Sgt Stripes: He did some kind of adjustment and showed Mom what to do in case it goes off again.
Gypsy: So there’s still a chance we could all freeze to death.
Onyx: That is really annoying.
Adventures in Cheeseland 
Hi snoops im sorry havent had a chance to read yet 😔
No worries! It will wait for you. 🙂
Thank you 😊
Love the shots of Angel (?) in the basket and Sarge lookin’ large on his blanket.
I don’t blame ’em, 48 degrees is way too cold. The Budster demands we remain in the 65 to 70 sweet spot.
You are correct. That is Angel. (Approaching from behind, it is hard to tell. Even Gypsy’s white is a little diluted.) Usually if we lose heat, it doesn’t get below 53 which is bad enough. I replaced the boiler a couple of years ago. We never had a problem with the old one until it gave up the ghost. Now we need to call at least once a year. Sarge does use his large size to gently take things over. 🙂
guyz…eye noe onlee two well what yur goin thru…three thermo what cha callz em and one time even fern nizz her self fried out…eye coulda put fizh out round de houz N had frozen fizh stix…hope all iz good in de dee part mint oh warmz for everee coz sum timez blankitz juzt due knot werk …🙀🙀🙀🖤🤎🧡‼️😸
We agree. We have four coats and they don’t do much either. We’re still waiting for the part
You have to stop escaping like that. That does sound very cold. She should have set you up with heated blankets or heating pads. XO
Yes, heated blankets are on everyone’s Christmas list.
Aw, glad it is being fixed! But don’t you think it’s colder outside? I wouldn’t go out there again if I were you!
I think I might be done for the season. It’s been gray and damp for a couple of days.
OMC 48f is very cold, we have 48F outside now, so we know how you feel, furry furriends🥶but at least you had a great conversation to keep you warm 😉 Time for more blankies to cuddle up with each other now😻 Warm Pawkisses for a Happy Day to all of you🐾😽💞
Thank you! It’s supposed to be fixed tomorrow.
Oh dear! I’m just glad you all lived to tell the tale!
Luckily we’ve been growing in our winter coats
48 degrees is cold. At least you all have fur.
And electric blankets
CATFISH!!!! This soundss pawfull….Wee have rouble with ou Thermy-stat two!! BellaSita got so angry last nite she turned it up FULL blast….wee risked beein broiled liek a Catfish on a Grill….. Seemss there iss no happy Meedium fore us Sgt Stripess, Gypsy, Anfel an Onyx….meowin of which…Onlyx why you door dashin again?? Iss chilly outside….well it ISS chilly heer…. Try an keep warm efurrykitty! ***nose rubss*** BellaDharma an {{huggiess}} BellaSita Mum
They are supposed to fix the heat today. Hopefully that will be the end of Onyx trying to escape. It’s cold here, too
Wee hope Furnace Guy can fix Thermy-stat an get youss’ all warm an cozy again. Then maybee Onyx will stop dorr dashin 😉
Poor cats — sounds like the Great Ice Age hit your living room. I’m impressed you managed to type anything at all without frostbite. Honestly, 48 degrees? That’s not “brisk,” that’s “why is my breath visible indoors.” Glad the repairman came through before you started building a tiny campfire out of cat toys.
The cats were thinking a better idea might have been a fire out of toddler toys. 🙂
I am glad it got warmer and I really don’t think your humans would let you freeze to death. A bit overdramatic you all are, I think.
We are cats. We live for drama