You can tiptoe out at the crack of dawn, or make lots of noise laughing and clanking your lemonade glass at mid-day. It matters not, because when a cat wants your favourite seat, he simply, well, takes it. There certainly isn't a seat shortage but I find when I plunk down across from the cat, I just can't concentrate on the book I'm reading or the person I'm chatting with because there's someone in my seat and they aren't leaving...until they want to.
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