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Weasel does have at least one brain-cell: on the occasions, about 12 hours apart, when I can coax some life out of the furnace, she'll jump up when she hears the blower start up and run to position herself on the towel-rack in the bathroom where she's in the clearest path of a ceiling-vent. And then she looks at me when it cuts out again about 5 degrees later with an uncomprehending faith in the mysterious ways of her humans that's kind of upsetting.
Snip, however, has long since figured out that we're just about useless on this subject currently, and has been going about giving me the angry glare of a recently-disillusioned atheist.
Snip, however, has long since figured out that we're just about useless on this subject currently, and has been going about giving me the angry glare of a recently-disillusioned atheist.