That I'm on the counter. It's hot... over 100 degrees, no A/C... we're all melting... so mom says it's to hot to shoo me off.
Don't worry, we're doing all we can. Mostly we sleep on the tile floor, near a fan, or an open back window if there is a breeze. Mom rubbed our heads with cold water, which under other circumstances might be frowned upon, but it felt good. She puts icey cubes in our water and dad gives us extra water in our bowls of stinky goodness. And there is NO snuggling, not on laps, or on beds or the couch or nothin. We might all stick together.
We hear things are supposed to break soon... till then, we are channeling Antartica ( or at least Alaska). Hope you are all staying cool.