Someone is a fan of the new heated floors.
I might have carried Michi bodily into the bathroom and introduced him to the heated floor, which we had running for the first time this chilly morning. They’re kind of fantastic. I can think of a furry little dude who would concur. (Molly may have to make this discovery for herself, since being picked up and carried is not her cup of tea, so she’d run off as soon as her feet hit the floor, warm or no.)
I may regret this when we’re tripping over the cats as we get out of the shower, but he clearly digs it and I’d rather they hang out here than flopped across a register when we turn the heat on.