chilly
I could, very happily, live in a log cabin and never go outside. I think this is a testament to just how easily amused I can be. Provided I still have everything that I do now at my disposal. The ferrets, this morning, are on my nerves though. They stand at the door to their (my) room, scratching. When I go in the room and sit down to play, they run all around, everywhere but near me. What do they want!? Gah. They've just now been placed in their cage for a time-out.