I woke up at 6 am this morning to the portable space heater humming along. The only issue: it's set to go on if the temperature goes below 60 F. I got out of bed to feed the cat, and sure enough, the gas heat had gone dead. ZOINKS!! It's -6 F outside, and I have no gas heat. Oh well, I dealt with it, made coffee, and watched "The Office" and the news (some poor 50 year-old woman froze to death overnight after a fall in her driveway). Then at 7 am the power went out - noooooo! It was time to bundle up and read in the sunlight coming in through the stove window. Thankfully Jean Marie (my aunt/landlady) called with heater instructions, so I was able to get that back up at 7:30, and then the electricity came back on at 8. Life is back to normal! I wasn't worried for myself, I could always escape to my parents' house. I would just hate to leave Sabrino behind to fend for himself in a cold dark apartment. He's such a good cat!
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