Elvis has well and truly claimed the cat cabin as his own. If he’s not in the main room, he’s almost certainly taking a snooze in the cabin. He even eats through the cabin – his bowl gets put on the shelf near the cabin, so he eats from it with his body in the cabin and his head just sticking out. Such a silly cutie.
It’s funny how much he likes being in there considering he was the only one of the three that showed absolutely no interest in it when we first got it. That’s often the way though. He’s also recently decided that he likes to sleep in the very top cubby hole of one of our cat trees. The particular cat tree in question is right next to my desk, and if he decides to scratch himself whilst he’s up there it makes my desk shake!