I’m not sure what I was thinking when I said I really, really loved my own room. This other room isn’t so bad. In here, I can get sun on my furs unlike most of the time in my own room that faces north. In here, I can watch cars and people go by and birds soar around the house across the street. I see more outdoor kitties from in here but not as many squirrels. In here, this bed is toasty warm all the time. In my own room, Dad is toasty warm but he’s not there all the time. In my own room, only Maxx is in there with me. In here, everyone else wanders by sooner or later and I still don’t like any of them.
But on days like today, when everything’s just right, I think I like this room just fine!