My instincts SAID it would work!!!

[cimorene]

The worst part about hiding under the blankets from horrible things is when the things don't get bored and go away before you come out. The sewage is still in the basement, and the lack of plumbers and the appointments in Turku and the job hunt are STILL THERE when you come out. The nerve.

I keep thinking of this meme I saw on Tumblr last week:


I relate to this intensely.

Here are all our pets hiding successfully (because all they're hiding from is cold air I guess): Rowan hiding in his cubby, Tristana hiding under the blanket on my lap, Japp hiding under the sewing table, and Sipuli hiding in her blanket cave against the radiator.