It's a chair my youngest son bought for me at Ikea, right by a window onto the deck, from which I get a peek at the bay, and the view (below) of the garden. I usually have one helper cat, although the three cats have all kinds of politics which prevent all of them from piling on at once (thank goodness)



[Yes, we here at Chez Cat Hair also have a tense feline political situation of which you speak.--laurie]