I think I may have killified George. With love.

Righto. If you want more evidence of my silliness, I felt a bit cold tonight, so I fired up the heater, as you do. It got nice and warm. So warm that I soon removed my jacket. A little while later off came my shoes. Then George collapsed into a happy canine coma. Finally my laptop started beeping that it was overheating. Then I… turned the heater down.

If you want to know who is causing Auckland’s near-future power problems, you need look no further than me.

Oh cool, George is able to open his eyes again. Don’t worry Georgie, I won’t withdraw your feeding tube.