Should be writing upstairs at my desk in my library-office, but it’s cold in the house, and the electric blanket is all toasty warm, so I’m curled under it with my laptop. Ergonomics fooie, I sez.
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Where’s Hobkin? Isn’t he keeping you warm?
He’s sitting on‘s lap, keeping him warm.
“Come to the dark side … We have milk, cookies and toasty electric blankets!”