this random spot on my floor is Hope’s favorite place in the world. She can be found there at any given moment, sometimes sleeping, sometimes chasing her own tail, sometimes bathing, sometimes glaring at me with resentment, othertimes staring at me with outright curiosity and wonder, and sometimes just Sphinx-ing away the long hours of her afternoon.
Their reasoning can sometimes elude us mere mortals. My departed feline, Miles, had a similar spot scoped out. At first, we couldn’t figure out the attraction, but eventually realized there was a heating duct right under the floor in that spot, so that the floor there was much warmer than just about any other place in the house. He could usually be found “lounging” there. One of our other favorites would be coming home to a large “lump” under the covers, and in the middle of the king’s size bed. He would carefully climb up under the covers right into the center of the bed, and then sleep. I would often come home, climb up on the bed, put my head down near the lump, and whisper things. He would begrudgingly start to talk back–usually indicating “OK, I’ll be right out,” or “Give me a break, I’m sleepin’ here!”