The heat index is 100, and everything is cooking, so the cat, of course, LOVES it. He just sucks up heat. Notice how well he he positioned himself on the How to Train Your Dragon fleece blanket, which I leave on the bed for him during the day, just to make him happy.
My ex has one named Caesar, but he is the fatter body type Siamese he would get so pissed if his food wasn't in the dish by the time he walked from his spot to it at feeding time. Honestly though, that cat hated me lol. He would get into my closet, by pounding on the door till it opened and then he would shit in my shoes and scratch whatever he could reach. Until that I loved him and I stepped on his tail once just once *sighs*, but yeah he was so the ex's baby.
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