Annie was the first to explore her new surroundings, and discovered the joys of woodstove heating, and sharing a bed with a loved one. Because she simply had to stir her water before drinking it, after the fire cooled each night, a little Annie, with one sodden paw, usually caked with kitty litter, would climb up the side of the bed, push aside my duvets, and crawl down under the covers to warm her cold paws and ears. She had the most mischievous grin!