Bring the Heat
It’s fall here in Indiana (and other places) and the temperature is finally starting to cool down. Some might say it’s even getting chilly enough to turn on the heat.
Heat is a great invention because even if it’s freezing outside, the heat can keep you at room temperature inside. But what if room temperature isn’t enough? What if you need oppressive heat? Obnoxious heat? Heat that makes you unable to move? Unable to breath?
Enter the space heater. One of peoples’ favorite fall/winter inventions that makes you feel like that guy whose face melted at the end of Indiana Jones. It’s heat with a grenade launcher in it’s hand and a tattoo of Dolph Lundgren on its bicep. It calls you a girly man as it chomps its cigar.
Now granted, our living room can be a little tricky to keep warm in the winter, as a lot of the warm air tends to move up into our loft. So limited, LIMITED use of a space heater is acceptable.
When this limited use of the space heater is happening, it tends to be Olive’s favorite place to curl up and sleep. Not next to it, mind you, but up against it so that her fur is touching it. We’ve had to pull her away from it many times because we were afraid that she would literally light on fire.
If it ever happened while we weren’t around, at least Hazel would be there to take action. We hope.
Lucky Hazel was there or I’d be terrified to think what would have happened! Awesome comic! 😀
Thanks a lot!
Hilarious comic and post!
Aw, thanks! 🙂
Love it! Olive is such a dork
She is, but we love her.
LOVE it. Cracked me up when I saw the heater - we have the exact same one. Thankfully, our pups have developed a penchant for polar fleece blankies, and we’ve always got several at the ready.
A few years ago at Christmas, we decided not to go home to visit family. As luck would have it, we were hit by an ice storm and we had no power for nearly 5 days. During this time, we camped out in the family room in front of the fire. When it was time to go to sleep, we had all three dogs in bed with us — and all that fur combined with fleece blankets resulted in lots of static electricity. Poor Spence has some pretty scary hair for days.
Blankies are a great idea, unfortunately, I don’t think either cats would tolerate one. They’re kind of weird like that.
Many, many years ago I knew a cat that did almost immolate itself on a radiator. This was a white cat, up till then anyway. For a while afterwards it was white on one side and white, black and singed yellow on the other. The best bit was the cat never noticed. It was the humans in the house who smelled the burning fur and yanked the snoozing cat off the heater about 10 seconds before disaster.
That’s hilarious! I guess Olive has the advantage of being black.
The heat is on…Olive, that is! Love the art, Matt!
Thanks, Mark!