As a general rule, my Human Bean does not tolerate the house being too warm. I am lucky in this. She can live with it being pretty cold around here but if it get a little too warm, she turns on the air.
But this year, she has been on an extended campaign to "reduce our energy consumption" and has had the windows open for quite a while. During pollen season. In the South.
She has asthma. She has seasonal allergies. I have seasonal allergies. The Girl and the Runt both have seasonal allergies. We all are sneezy, snotty, and generally not feeling great. But the windows stayed open and the air stayed off.
Well tonight, I gently informed her that I had had enough with the runny nose.
There she was, sleeping like a wiggly worm as usual. As she lay on her side, almost on her stomach, I settled in on her shoulder so I could have a nice long conversation with her. I kissed her on her cheek. I purred my love for her in her ear. I let her hear my wheeziness. She scritched my ears, told me she loved me. We discussed the situation. And then I went in for the kill.
I let my runny nose drip down onto her neck. Cold. Wet. Nasty.
Yeah. I really did.
And so, at 4:30 am, the windows were closed, the air came on, the fan was set to run and clean the air. The humidity thing came out of the closet to dry out the house.
And the neck was scrubbed.
