There's nothing more cozy than the footrest on dad's new chair. Okay, maybe throw in a toasty fire on a chilly night. Okay, and maybe some Christmas lights. Hmm, kinda looks like my ear's on fire, doesn't it? That's all I got. G'night.
I guess it'll have to do since walking back to Wilmington isn't really something I'm interested in doing.
Even though we just got dad his own chair my early mornings are usually spent in mom's rocker since I fit a little better with dad in that one. Don't get me wrong- I love the plush comfort of dad's new chair, but I also like snuggling with him all nice and tight in mom's.
On returning from refilling his coffee vat he usually finds me in almost the same position as when he got up, but on this particular day I just sat up waiting for him to come settle back in. Sometimes I gripe and groan and refuse to move, but others I simply slide back over to the left chair arm and settle right back into my snoozy. He doesn't like to turn the heat up too much, so most mornings he wraps up in this fleece they keep on mom's chair for just this purpose.Our new place has hardwood floors throughout, but mom and dad went shopping recently and came home with a nice big area rug to help cozy the living room and tamp down some of the echo. Our old place had wall-to-wall carpet, and I've been missing it, so this will be perfect for those times I'm not in the mood for a chair. You can just see bits of the rug around the chair up above.
This, of course, is my newest favorite place!
On the edge of the seat, literally, in my case. I'm sound asleep, but I'm sure mom and dad will be glued to the election updates (or can't bear to watch).
|Hey, I just realized dad's chair, his lounge pants and Eastside Cats' header are kinda color coordinated!|