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I'm hanging out on the windowsill. We have a heavy metal screen there. Billy, you sit there. You know, it's kind of cold overnight. Not horribly so, but he sat there all night. Of course, as soon as we closed the window, my wife closed it for me. He immediately goes to the exit opposite end and lays down in the sun on the back of the sewing table. I'm not sure why he wants to be cold all day and then go right away in the sun. Let's see Barney. I think he's back on the table again. But he likes to drink with his paw. So I got up to go and get him.