Say Hello to Bubs

My wife was complaining that my posts so far have been too computer focused, so here instead is a picture of my cat Bubs. He name is short for Beelzebub, and coined by my fried Rigo, who did so after cat sitting her as a small kitten where she terrorised his housemate’s much older and larger cat.

She is a now a “mature” 9-year-old tabby/Siberian mix.¹ Her birthday is January 27th, 2017.

She loves food, running around at high speed, going on top of my kitchen counters when I am not looking, and most of all she loves the radiator (pictured below). In winter, when the radiator could be on all day, she will glue herself on it like an English tourist at a poolside in Corfu, occasionally flipping herself over as to not overcook. I once measured her surface temperature with a laser thermometer and it was 49ºC, placing her in the ‘rare’ in the beef temperature cooking charts.

I wish someone loved me as much as that cat does the radiator.