There are a number of reasons why I like my new apartment. One of them, perhaps not surprisingly, involves the cats.
In my house, my computer was in the back parlour. This was a nice little room which also contained the television set for watching Saturday night movies. Renn would usually join me there for that event - as he does in the apartment - and one or two of the others might wander in. But it was not a favourite room with the beasts, except as a means of holding up windows through which to peer.
The bedroom in the apartment is a different matter all together. The cats like the room, for not only does it have windows and comfortable cat-trees - the tree that originally came with Cammie is especially favoured by the animals - but it also has a soft bed that they all enjoy. This room is also where I keep my computer. I don’t work on it a great deal, but when I do, the cats tend to congregate in the bedroom. Sooner or later two or three, sometimes all four, amble in.
Here, the princess and my Chubs may even be found on the bed together, albeit separated by a couple of feet, and though they climb up warily, the boys will also lie almost near other cats. Some will be on cat-trees, some on the bed; now and then, the ledge along the wall serves as a chaise-longue, particularly when there is something interesting to view outside.
The scene inside, however, may be just as interesting, and come the eventide, one may find a furry quartet relaxing in the quiet and comfort of a snug chamber. This is one of the reasons I like my new apartment.