There was an epic battle...

...for the warmest spot in the house this week: my lap. Fall is finally here and the kitties haven't grown in their winter coats yet.

Sam The Cat won.

He may be small, but he fights dirty.

As for the losers in this particular battle, they're fine. I broke down and turned on the heat for the first time since April. Waking up to a house that's 58 degrees is even too cold for warm-blooded me.