During the day I usually sleep on the fireplace mantle. The tiles are cool, particularly during these dog days of summer (get it, dog days?). The mantle is also the perfect spot to spy on what’s happening around the house.

But when my humans enter the room to watch TV, I beeline it onto the couch. Everyone knows the corner is the coziest spot and I try to swoop it up as fast as possible.

Tonight though, Sister got there first.

P.S. Please don’t make fun of the fact that I look like a girl. I got a furcut this week. My stylist insists on giving me a blowout with a more feminine look.