To my humans:
Just a reminder that next year you should remember to get my fur trimmed at least a couple of times over the course of the winter (November? January?) because otherwise this happens:
I end up standing around confused and shivering because somehow, incomprehensibly, I got stuck with a summer haircut in February. Even if it is warm in Nashville, it is not summer yet. But because you didn't take me to the groomer in November (or December... or January...), my fur was matted and they had to cut it all off.
Cut it all off.
Which leaves you people in a position where you have to do silly things like make me wear clothes in the house or bundle me up under a blanket like this:

I know, I know, it's all quite cute. But I'm cold and really, I just want my fur back.
Sincerely,
Oscar
ps Oh, and that thing where you let the temperature go down to 58 degrees during the day? Could we stop with that? I'm all for energy conservation but it's too chilly. Kim probably noticed that when she was working at home all week.



