Beau loves to nap in my TV room chair. It doesn’t matter the time of day or night; if I’m not sitting in it, and he wants to nap, then he will settle in and drift off into ginger dreamland. If I am sitting in my chair, then he comes up and stretches across my lap and takes a nap. He doesn’t go to any other chair, just my chair, with me in it or not. It’s his poses when he’s in the chair alone that briefly stops me to look.

He might be a “cat” to you, but to me he’s the closest to a living leprechaun I’ve ever known. It’s not just Beau, it’s all of them. Six unique little intelligences with unique little personalities.