This morning, Trixie (the youngest and silliest of the household felines) was lying on her side in the middle of my bedroom floor, stretched out as far as she could possibly get. Her belly was about four inches away from the space heater. She was also curved at exactly the same degree as the oscillation of the heater.
I wanted to take a picture, but she moved long before I could dig up the camera.
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