One night last week was super windy. Sometimes, when that happens, the wind forces the smoke back down our chimney and into the house. It’s gross and it smells and last week it set off the smoke detector while we were sleeping. Fun times. The upshot of the whole situation was that Dale let the fire go out until the storm passed us by. No biggie, we just turned up the heat.
Well. Let me rephrase that and say, no biggie for us. Mason, on the other hand, considered this a very big deal. He went all day and all night without a fire. He was not happy.
You can see him here, huddled close to the radiator in the kitchen. Note the look of disgust and protest on his furry face. And please note that I took this photo on my way to work so he was forced to go that entire day without a fire as well.
Finally, that night, Dale got the fire going again and Mason was pleased.
I think it’s safe to say that all is right in his world once again.