All the cats hang in the kitchen nook, at some point during the day. That’s where all the food is located and where it’s prepared for their meals and treat times. The stroll in, run in, jump in, and once inside pick a spot to nap a bit before moving out to another spot around the house. But the center of their little universe is the kitchen. The source of nourishment and comfort for them, and for us.
What gets to me is Danï’s extra toes. I still can’t quite get used to that.