The other day, I wrote about Gus sitting in the window of my bedroom and enjoying the warm sun.
When evening comes, my bedroom window is not a warm hangout anymore. I run the air conditioner most of the afternoon and evening, so the bedroom cools off at night. Gus’ search for a warm hangout place leads him to the guest bathroom.
He will sit there until I go to bed. The he’ll join me and sleep under a blanket.