Continuing to test my theory that each time I start a fire in the fireplace the Hurricane takes this as a sign that I want him to not sleep in his room but sleep on the couch instead. Or, under the fireplace.
Last night I had a fire (and most of the day due to the cold stormy weather). The Hurricane had been gone for a couple of days on vacation and when he came home I was sitting on the couch watching TV. He walked in, eyes lit up when he saw the fire, walked into his room to grab his pillow and comforter and jumped on the couch next to me, layed down and covered up like he was going to bed. He wasn't home for 30 seconds before he was under the covers on the couch throwing pillows everywhere.
Being fairly creeped out and knowing that he is going to bed for the night right there, I walked to my room and went to sleep. The house was spotless for the past few days and now that the Hurricane returns...so the destruction begins, this is what I woke up to the next day:
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