- on the wardrobe - where he can't be bothered since no one is three meters tall
- in my brother's room - where he is not allowed and therefor no one is looking for him there but he somehow manages to sneak in
- and in the bathroom, on a chair.
The last one really takes the cake since ...it's the bathroom! Imagine coming home with a natural and wild desire to ease yourself, you leave your shoes at the entrance, throw the bags on the couch, run, run run..aaaah, bathrooom! and then: kitten!
What the hell, kitten? What the hell are you doing there?
Should Mother only dare close the door and all Hell will break loose: kitten starts shredding the door and mewing like his life depends on getting inside.
It is true, the chair is near the radiator and thus a good heat source but it's already May and the heat has been off for a few weeks now.
I have a feeling Eiríkr didn't get that memo!
|Sorry, did I wake you up?|
|I would like to use the bathroom...|
|nooo, do not cover your eyes and ignore me!|
|yeah, like..gtfo let me sleep!|
What can I say? A kitten's mind works in mysterious ways...