Obviously, I’m still working on the photo editing skills–but I’m new here. Patience Portifoy.
In the meantime–this is Little Lyla’s favorite place to hang out–and she literally does hang there (note the claws). It’s an interesting thing if you actually want to sit down in this chair. Pretty-much all she does is move her back leg a smidge. On the upside, it’s kinda like having a chair with a built in shoulder wrap–you know, for those cold winter nights.
I wake up most mornings to this silly thing crying to be let out to the room at the top of the stairs. It’s where her own personal spot of sunshine hits and she lays there basking until every scrap of it is gone. On overcast days–when there is no sunlight whatsoever, Jiff will act mad at me for hours. Like I’m in charge of the sun, and just not letting her have it, or something.
Maybe I need to get her a heat lamp and totally be the Goddess of all warmth and light.