In our ‘front room’ we have a three-person couch/sofa/settee (delete as applicable) and a largeish armchair.
At the time of writing the three-person couch/sofa/settee (delete as etc) is fully occupied by two sprawling spaniels; even I couldn’t squeeze my petite little backside onto it. The largeish armchair is similarly occupied by a sprawling cat.
Upstairs in the main bedroom is a Super King-Sized bed, large enough for two adults and two not-yet adult children to hang around in.
Last night the Super King-Sized bed accommodated two adults, two sprawling spaniels, and two cats.
I woke at 3am, boiling hot. The bedroom window was open (even though it was a balmy 2c outside) but man was I absolutely bloody boiling.
Surrounded, as I was, by heat-generating animals, I don’t think they were directly the problem. But indirectly…? I think the air was being removed from the room quicker than it could be sucked in from the 2c world outside. And that’s why I was so hot in the wee small hours.
I’m beginning to think we need a bigger house just for the animals!
I was really hot in bed last night too (don’t read that the wrong way).
Despite having the window wide open and it snowing outside, I found it uncomfortably warm.
There were no heat generating animals with us, either – it was just me and the current Mrs M.
And it’s been a long time since she was an animal in bed.
That was tastefully stepped around, right up until the final sentence… 🙂
We have a King-sized* bed and these days no animals. (Take that any way you like and you’ll be right.) But our 3-year-departed Snickers was perfectly capable of over hearing the two humans on his own. Also, capable of giving someone a dead leg. Also, capable is stretching out such that no-one, other than he, had enough room to be comfortable. You might be thinking, by this point, a medium-to-large dog, but Snickers was just a cat. I say just, he was a lean 7kg. I shudder to think what a fat Maine Coon could weigh!
*This reminds me of something I was pondering recently. Single, double, Queen, King, Super-King, California King. All of these differ in size by only their width. Why? A King is plenty of room for two humans side by side but at only 1.86m tall (6’2” in old world) I find them all too *short*. Which is why our King-sized bed is custom made longer by half a metre. Bed, mattress, sheets, all custom. Do tall people not run bed companies?
Sigh. Over-HEATING. Though his hearing was pretty bloody good, too.
Actually that’s a good point. I frequently hang my feet out of the bed. But if our bed was any longer we wouldn’t have got it in the room – it’s a tight squeeze now. As the actress said to the person of her acquaintance. And also big up to Snickers for doing the cat-duty thing and taking over the world. That’s what they do.