Cold, Cold, Cold

It's getting warmer outside, but I think our house captures and stores the cold in the Winter (and the heat in the Summer). Anyway, I had an old quartz heater in the doorway to the bedroom, and Cloud was lying in front of it. She was so mesmerized/enchanted by the warmth that Angel was able to walk/jump past her several times and she never so much as blinked. (I think Angel was a little spooked by that, really.)