One of the first things I ever learned to do in my new home was crawl under the coffee table in the living room. It is like my fort! There is a ledge in between the top of the table and the floor, and I crawl up on here all the time. Sometimes, it doubles as a skating rink because my fur is so soft and the table is so slippery. I just "swim" or "skate" in place. Mom doesn't mind. I hear her tell people now she doesn't have to dust under here! I like to sleep under here, and I like sleeping in my bed, too. But I love sleeping next to Mom when she sits down on the floor with me!
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