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| In the bed, on the sideboard |
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| On the piano bench, in front of the door, while using my old winter hat for a pillow |
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| In the bay window, behind the curtains |
Chucky changes napping sites with the seasons. Surprisingly, he goes into the cold bay window during the Winter, and sleeps in the sun during Summer. Often, the hubby and I have to make a complete search of the house, to find Chucky's newest napping locale. You'd think it would be easy to find a long, black cat, but he often evades our searches, and then just shows up in a place we had previously looking in. Maybe he has a cloak of invisibility, or can simply disappear. I've asked him, but he's not telling!