Grumbly cat is grumbly

[desperance]

Poor Baz. Not only was his brefuss late, and his tea not compensatorily early; the house is now freezing. There's been a cold snap come down very suddenly, and the central heating doesn't work. Baz has spent much of the last hour shouting at me, sitting pointedly in front of the living-room gas fire (where I wasn't) or else stomping about the house all fluffed-up and cross.

Mac, meanwhile, has discovered the functioning gas fire in the study (where I am), and is toasting his little tabby tummy.