On the home front, things are a bit chill here. Except for the fact that the humans keep locking me out of my own room!!!
I hang in the kitchen, mainly because that's what I do. Hang in the Kitchen.
Usually on the chair.
Sometimes, I hide.
But whatever. They should wait until I get back into the room before they shut the door. Okay, sometimes they don't lock the door, but hey, I don't have opposable thumbs.