This is how I found him yesterday, at first I thought he was dead.
I don't know why he likes being on that scratching pad so much. If anything I would think the tile floor would be the coolest spot in my apt. And if he is wanting warmth then he should be in the window in the sunlight.
But instead this is where he collapses. Underneath the air conditioner, his large body spilling over the edges of his "bed". I'll never understand him.
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