Now that my power is back, I'm cozy under my electric blanket, having a battle of the wills with my dog who would also like to be cozy under my electric blanket. Little does he know, I couldn't care less if he gets on the couch or not, and as soon as he lays down and stops trying to sneak his way up or leverage me off with his nose (so he can take my spot), I'll gladly invite him up. Sadly, the temper tantrum seems far from over.

(He is warm enough, he's cozy in his sweater.)