After I heard the front door close behind Tony, I pulled the top, torn up blanket, with countless holes in it, over Little Debbie, Alice and me and went back to sleep, while Roy, Belle and Beau continued sleeping on top of the rest of our bed.
By 8:00, I was dressed in two layers of sweats and I was, in the kitchen, starting to cook a big pot of beans, for our lunch. As Roy, Belle and Beau watched me chop celery, onions and carrots, Little Debbie and Alice remained buried underneath their pile of chewed-up blankets, on our bed.
Around 9:30, Tony was on the phone calling Bobby, in Kerrville, our super nice air-conditioning man, because he discovered that we had not run out of propane as he had thought. We still had 40% left.
Fifteen minutes later, Martin showed up and topped off our propane tank for us and then he wished us luck with the central heating unit, before he adios-ed us and drove away.
Ten minutes later, Bobby arrived to check out our heater and ten minutes later he had found the problem. It was a broken ignitor switch. Then Bobby made a phone call. After that he took off for Kerrville to go buy a new, replacement switch.
After Bobby drove away, Tony went outside to get our little floor heater, from the barn, because the temperature inside The Cabin was 60 degrees. And ten minutes later, I took this picture of Little Debbie sleeping near the heater to keep warm, because her floor vent was no longer putting out any heat.