Winter - it's cold!

Well, at long last we are having some sort of winter. At least it is cold at night. Kramer does not like going down to his "room" in the house, downstairs. He puts up a racket and barks in the tone that says "I want to come upstairs again. I like it better there!" But we ignore his pleas.

We bang on the floor - three bangs with a shoe will do it, and then there is silence. Generally he is quiet all night then, although he has been known to "test" us in the early hours of the morning. We relent if it is around 5.30 am, and let him up and he scampers to his spot in the bedroom, curls up and goes off to sleep. Conman.