A while ago, J's mother gave Mew a kitty condo with three interior levels and a padded penthouse roof which she found comfy and elevated. She loves to be brushed and combed atop that penthouse roof as part of her morning routine. She only explored the lower levels once or twice and decided that they were not as good as the penthouse. Her brush and comb are stored in the top cavity. The second level houses all of our remotes for various electronic equipment. Mew is okay with this. I have her permission.
The Humane Society mailed a freebie little fluffy blanket as part of a request for donations. I folded it into fourths and dropped it at the foot of her tower. Immediately, she stepped on it and decided it was the best thing since green olives.
She naps only here, for the present. I hope when the novelty wears off she will resume tower living. Two people have suggested putting the blanket on top of the condo. But, if she starts to fall off and grabs the blanket, she and the blanket both will hit the floor. Awkwardly.
She did that once with a pillow and it was not a pretty sight ...
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Ah, she looks so cute. She has a nice round belly and enjoys her good life with her peeps.
Nice round belly, she's fat! That cat is so spoiled. At least, she uses the penthouse to be brushed. Not all is lost.
Fluffy. She's fluffy! That's like what happens to hair when it poofs out a lot. Never mind what makes it poof out. We never tell our cats they're fat. Fluffy is sooo much better - it doesn't hurt their feelings and cause the pointy ends to stick in your leg.
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