It has been very cold in Boston these days. Poirot hates cold weather, and is almost hibernating on his favorite blanket. |
He sleeps so comfortably (with snoring). |
He is like an angel when he is sleeping, but I kind of miss hyper-active Poirot... |
After a while, he moved closer to the electric heater. To get even closer, he stretched his front legs toward the heater. |
I was worried that he would have a rush of blood to the head when he was sleeping like this... |
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