I’m re-reading OoTP–again. I’m surprised by how much I enjoy reading it, but with the details of the movie coming in, I want to be sure I KNOW the story as written, and not as seen through a screenwriter, director, actor, etc. I’m going to pace myself, though, so I’m not finished in a day or two.

With the below freezing temperatures, I’m reminded that my heater isn’t working properly. The temperature stays the correct level in every room except the living room, where I have no vent. I covered the vent to place the armoire over it, and I haven’t gotten around to adding a new vent. Mom said we’d put one in this weekend, so I guess I get to learn about jigsaws and heating ducts. Yay!

Hobbit and Istar are, well, fighting a lot. I *think* they’re playing and it looks like Hob’s fighting back more. I’m glad to see her fight and not run, because he needs to be put in his place sometimes. Overall, it’s a nice little vibe. I do think, however, that he suffers from Stockholm Syndrome or something. He will bite the hell out of Hobbit, me, the furniture, and anything else he can target until I give him a bath. Normally, cats will fight to the death to get out of taking baths, but he LOVES it. After getting a bath, he purrs and calms down and becomes the sweetest thing in the world. Yep, I now have two insane kitties.