So this is what I had to deal with before the previously mentioned perch was constructed. Though the stretching was good for me my legs didn't like supporting my pendulous paunch (can you guess who chooses the wording here?)for any longer than they had to.
Sure, I made do with what space I had. All I cared about was getting a good view outside. As you can see, my, umm, girth is a little much for the narrow sill (thanks dad), so I'm quite grateful for the extra space on my perch.
Although dad likes to poke fun at me for my size I will say that he and mom are, in fact concerned with my health, and are taking steps to get things under control.