The Tribe are singularly unimpressed with this weather, and would like us to turn it off please.
We find them huddled under radiators, and strange combinations are made to avert frostbite.
Here are Iggy, Lilith and Ron putting up with each other until the thaw sets in.
| Originally published at the Tribe. |
Perdita has no kitty friends, so she ends up on my lap far more than usual.
Looks to me like Lillith and Iggy have finally discovered a *use* for Ron – nosewarmer.