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We came home early, deciding that going up to Connecticut was not a good idea, this weekend.

The cat was glad to see us. As glad as cats get. We did expect that she'd be irritated to discover that we had been gone for awhile, and, indeed, she might have been. At the very least, she didn't feel it necessary give us a call, let us know that the refrigerator's freezer door was just a tad ajar, cold air out, warm air in. Our marvelous LG refrigerator -- the one where we had to throw out the ice maker because it performed so poorly -- was aware that the freezer door was open, you understand. And it did what it's built to do in such urgent situations. It didn't set off an alarm. It didn't kick up the power to try to combat the influx of warm air. It didn't autocall anyone.

It turned off the power to the refrigerator light. Granted, the light was off, since that door was closed, but this way, when we got home and opened the door, we had the opportunity to think Gee, why is the refrigerator li.....oh, crap.

Don't buy an LG refrigerator, we muttered, tossing the defrosted hamburger, chicken, blueberries. Just....don't.

But it's nice to be home.