the other day, upon the chair, I saw a cat who wasn’t there
We have a large bedroom here, with two tall, south facing windows, so the sun streams in there during the day (when it shines at all, of course). We set a chair that is very like, but is not, an Ikea Poang by one of the windows - it’s a nice quiet place if one of us wants to read or listen to music. And we assumed that the Tribe would love the chair, and bask in it during the sunlit afternoons.
But no - they never went near it, not even when I put one of their cat rugs on it.
I try very hard not to dump stuff on the chair, but a few days ago I left my swimming bag on there. And the next morning, when I got up, I most definitely didn’t see Iggy and Lily on the chair. No sirree Bob. Nor, at various times, have we seen Ron on the chair, or Mustrum (curiously, Henry has really not been seen on it). Iggy and Lily are on it now, in fact - they have spent every night on there since the bag arrived.
We can only assume that they’re now using it because it’s no longer clearly *meant* for them - ornery creatures, cats.
Mirrored from the Tribe.