Maybe you catch a cold but it doesn’t really matter because you are allowed to be at home under your blanket and read books and drink tea and eat Christmas treats. And the best thing is to be in a home where you can put logs in a fire and especially for me who are a big city kid who don’t know how to do such things and therefor it becomes ridiculously exotic. It’s actually funny and embarrassing to think of me being in the forrest, how I wouldn’t survive a day. I think I love being indoors too much. I loved to be a temporary house cat, strolling around, sleep during the day, read, watch the fire and waiting for all the roomies to come home.