Due to a certain cat (Nubby) having a horrible habit of chewing through Ethernet cables, I’ve had to close my office door on non-work days whenever I want to write (Picauyune), do the books, etc. Agamemnon didn’t like this. Like all cats, they want to know where you are as much as possible; it’s why some of them will follow you to the toilet; it’s not revenge for you accidentally catching them do their business in the litter box.
My office isn’t quite as organized as I’d like it, and I’ve been working on; more and more books are on the shelves I scored this Spring! But I remember how much he and Metztli made themselves at home on those bookcases. I put this unused cat bed at the bottom and Aggie took to it in the same way a duck does to water. Now he can keep an eye on me or nap with all the security he wants knowing his human daddy will be there to protect him from a xenomorph or the feral cats taunting him over their “freedom.” I love it. Reminds me of the better days in 2020 when I was working in the living room (I was the house’s sole resident) and Aggie would crash on the floor next to the desk. He slept in so many hilarious poses. Now to work on Isis, my oldest and most mellow kitty.