Okay, so we have established that I’m *cold*, right?
We have figured out that many times my hands have more like icicles than fingers, right?
We all know that I’m doing my very best to stay warm, right?
Last night the Bear watched a bunny hop quickly into a nice warm bed.
I’m sure the original look on His face was confusion as He watched her hop back out of said bed almost as quickly as she hopped in!
*Moisturize twice daily, darn it! I had only done once yesterday. The last thing I wanted to do was touch myself with these icicles i call fingers not only in one spot but EVERYWHERE!! UGH*
I’m sure, although i didn’t look, that the Bear’s look changed from confusion to amusement as He watched and listened to a bunny huff and pout and whine about the cold as she tried to do the task as quickly as possible.
I know that the Bear had a smirk of satisfaction as i turned and quickly hopped back into bed!!
‘What are you smirking about, Sir’? as if I didn’t know
‘Oh, nothing …’ He says as He settles back in.
OH, that smirk …. *raspberries* EVIL Bears!