There will be days where Truman spends most of his time upstairs relaxing in the master suite or the adjacent Observatory in his cat bed. (The observatory was built by the original designer of this house, we use it as an office and gaming area). Other days he’ll situate himself at my feet as I make my way through the workday. As long as there are occasionally treats and a couple of scritches behind the ears, he’s good. Otherwise he stretches out and only wakes up if I move my chair. We both assure he won’t be run over.
