Yesterday the temperature soared to 94 degrees and we had the air conditioning working hard. The two bald old men of the house both lusted after the plaid comforter so they shared it. Today it might reach twenty degrees lower than that. I suspect that they might not be snuggling for warmth.
Correction. I just turned around and while they are not sharing the comforter, there’s only about an inch or so between the two of them. Maybe there IS something going on here?