The windowsill shelf is very cool ... well actually, it’s warm. When I leap up there, I immediately halt, because you never know what or who’s out there to see, and I don’t want to alert them that I’m watching! But most times, with the warm and comforting sun shining in through the window warming the shelf, I just curl up with my face smashed in the soft padding below me, and sleep.
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