The torn and tattered under-lining of the bedroom’s armchair continues to provide what must be a comforting spot for the Cosy Cabin’s beasts. Earlier today, Sable was resting there. Imogen has done so, and I’ve published a picture of Brazil in the same location. Now, Moxy has found it. Perhaps it gives the same sort of security as a box.
I do plan on repairing the chair, or at least making it more presentable. However, there is little point to it while the Tempos are in the building. Their attitude to any repairs would be along the lines of ‘didn’t we already work on this?’
Until they are all adopted, it will remain a strange little refuge for the perma-cats.
