One side of my hallway is lined with bookshelves. There happened to be a cat-sized gap on a low shelf which they quickly commandeered, even when I added other books and they had to contort themselves to get into it. Finally I said to hell with it, and shifted books around so it was bigger.

It's fairly mild up here in Portland, but I live in a basement, so I usually have space heater on when I am home. Here's my cat hanging himself off my leg so he can get hit by the sweet heat.

So many gingerrrrrrs. These are my fur puddles.

Scarlett enjoying the fire, here in Florida. We're fucking COLD too!

Team Cat Headquarters here,

Here are four kitties sharing the warmth

Buffalo, NY here. My cats are just piling together in a cat heap for warmth. (Kidding. My apartment's actually pretty comfortable.)

Where's TCQ when you need them?

I like that he is NOT SHARING.

I have no space heater, but even in my perfectly toasty apartment, my cat thinks the cable box is her personal tummy heater.

All that cat needs is a massage.

This cat is awesome. We used to have a heating dish that my cat took over the minute we moved her from Memphis to Milwaukee. She laid in front of that thing for 5 years. We've moved again and winters here are nothing so she has taken to napping on the laptop, for milder temps.

Goth never died, it just dressed like it did.

Goth isn't back cause goth never left

Rock the black all day everyday, I ain't mad at cha.

If we can get rid of skinny jeans and yoga pants in the same season I will be surprised but happy. Although I will miss health goth, or at least my interpretation thereof: my usual Audrey Hepburn drag but with Vans.