I think that you should know this because turning on the heat at night produces one of the most adorable and important kinds of winter cats, the LIMBS LIMP AND DROOPY SUPER TOTALLY PASSED OUT DANGLY TAIL AWESOMELY COMPLETELY BLISSFUL WINTER RADIATOR CAT™️.
Here, for example, is Sloth demonstrating the kind of total relaxation and oh-fuck-yes-radiator-time posture you can expect from the LIMBS LIMP AND DROOPY SUPER TOTALLY PASSED OUT DANGLY TAIL AWESOMELY COMPLETELY BLISSFUL WINTER RADIATOR CAT™️. I will honor my responsibility as a person who a) dwells with cats and b) has access to the internet and post many more photographic examples of this very specific and very important kind of cat as autumn turns to winter.
This is Trout. Trout likes the bathroom radiator the best and he has A HEART SHAPE ON HIS CHIN.
Hermy* has claimed the bedroom radiator because Hermy has claimed the entire bedroom and despite our house being a cat rescue where she lives with both biological and adopted siblings she chooses to believe that she is my ONLY cat and I only have eyes for HER and she is the only cat allowed in my bedroom or my HEART. (She is capable of looking through every other cat as though they aren’t there in order to maintain this belief. She REFUSES TO ACKNOWLEDGE other cats and only occasionally acknowledges other humans. I am The Favorite™️, and yes, I feel VERY special.)
*She was named years before mediocre wizard book TERF revealed her TERF-iness, sigh, please do not take this as an endorsement of mediocre wizard book TERF but rather as an indication that she had learned her name several times over before the mediocre wizard TERF revealed her TERF-y ways. My cats and I and everyone else in our house abhor TERFs.