One of the reasons Moxie prefers Slick is because he puts up with her fussy bullshit. Even if it is 90F, she demands to be snuggled and held. Then she tries to claw your intestines out incidentally when she leaves. No thanks. But, Slick does it. He snuggles that fussy, hot, shedding cat in his arms and sometimes they watch tv together.
Had to blow out the photo a little because of the sunny window backlighting so you could see Moxie.
The cats like it, too.
The door was only open long enough to get the mail and when I turned back around to close it, the two smallest cats had already staked their claim and passed out happily in the warmth.
This receiver is a choice nap spot for the cats. They get to be in the room with us, keep an eye on everything and still have easy access to two rooms while getting to nap on a thing that puts out small amounts of heat. I’m sure it is full of cat hair inside.
Moxie is the cutest. She is especially adorable when she’s asleep and her complicated personality has one mode.