First, let's dispense with the weather. This widget on my computer tells me it's 38º out. I have my doubts due to the little snow squall that's going on right now. That's OK. I prefer a little snow to cold, sideways rain.
Otherwise, I've got a bug. My stomach hurts. I've got a cough. It hurts my stomach when I cough. And I slept like shit last night, alternating between chills and soaking in sweat. Yes, this is all a blatant play for sympathy. I need something cold to drink with a bendy straw.
This morning, I decided soaking in a hot tub might relax me and make me feel a little better. It was a fine idea...until Teufel came for a visit. He peered over the edge of the tub, reached his little paw down to touch the water, and then, without warning, just jumped in.
Now it's my understanding that most cats are not that fond of water. Most cats might make the error of jumping in (or more likely, accidentally falling in), but their reaction would probably be to scramble out of the water. Teufel just stood there...his head soaked and water coming up to his shoulders. He just stood there.
Since I figured I should dry him off before letting him run all over the house, that was the end of my relaxing soak. I'm not especially happy with any of this.