It was hot. Hot enough that anyone with an air conditioner was turning it on, no matter how cheap. My cats, who only tolerated each other at the best of times, had taken up point together as close to the a/c as they could get without the fan keeping them awake.
They were stretched to the limit, limbs akimbo, eyes half-closed. Except for the steady rise and fall of their chests, they were still; not even their tails were moving. A small bird landed on the exterior portion of my window unit. Despite its bright chirps, it elicited no response.