Ccccccccold

So cold, the dogs curled up under blankets:

I don't know if it's something in the air, or the lack of humidity, or just the cold, or a cold, but my eyes have been itchy, scratchy, and tearing up constantly for the past couple days. Makes it difficult to read anything.

I've been learning a lot about the various drafts in the house. We have many. They float and waft around, and when you try to actually track down the source the wind dies down. I've taped plastic insulating sheets over various windows which has managed to cut down, but not eliminate the source of a number of drafts. Very frustrating, I thought I'd finished doing that when I left the run-down slum I lived in in college.

Sailor and Frisket are getting along, mostly. There's occasional bouts over who gets to show me a toy. Frisket has lost a few toys due to random beheadings or eviscerations of squeakies. But I think they're getting along, and they are adorable on the couch when they curl up and warm my feet.