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There's 14 chairs in the living room and dining room, 4 of which I've left specifically so the cats can shred their wicker seats. I'll be getting wire and making lots of cat toys with bits of shredded wicker, if you know what a cat dancer is, just know this wicker is right in line with their cardboard, just slightly more dense. At the moment I'm on the edge of an office chair, there are two. Because Tigger is curled up next to my hip and Romulus is curled up on my lap. To support him, I've got my feet up on the heater, otherwise I'm pressed forward and sliding off the chair, this way he's pressed into my lap and legs and can lounge, a bit more stretched. If I'd stop typing, he'd lay his chin on my arm, but the darn thing won't quite hold still enough.

Few more minutes of this, then off to Nexus.
'Scuse, I have to go rest this arm, and conversely.