You may recall that I once performed a successful sneak attack on Brother Oliver to claim the Mystical Mat of Toastiness. Several months later, the Guardians used the Mystical Mat to help soothe My Art Thritis. Well, last night I was laying on the couch with one of the Guardians, resting My head on his leg. Suddenly, the Guardian started to get up. I was quite annoyed as he had not asked permission, but I was pleased when he placed a soft pillow under My head to take the place of his leg. I settled back in and started to fall asleep.
As I laid there dozing, I suddenly felt the most glorious warmth on the back half of My body. I opened My eyes to discover the Guardian had partially covered Me with the Mystical Mat of Toastiness. Apparently it can be used as a blanket of toastiness as well!
I was laying on My left side, which meant that My right leg was up. That is the leg on which My Hipsterectomy was performed, and the fur is still very short from being shaved. The heat from the Mat/Blanket of Toastiness soaked into My sparsely furred leg, warming Me right to My core. I let out a huge sigh, and began to purr without even realizing it, then I drifted off in toasty, sleepy bliss.
So Sayeth Otis