When Mom’s doing stuff at the table and ignoring me, this is where I like to sit.
On her shoulder. Well, kind of. I just wedge myself between her back and the chair.
This way, she can’t even move without acknowledging me and if I want her to pay attention to me sooner I just flick her in the face with my tail.
Mom would never admit to it, but I know she loves it. MOL!
The other bonus about this spot is that if Dad happens to be cooking in the kitchen, I can watch his every move.
Yep. This is the purrfect perch.