My couch has a towel over most of it for the cats to lie upon. I sit at the right end of it, by the light. But, for some reason, when I'm not sitting down on the couch, that's where Gracie wants to lie. At times, she lies up against me and, by applying constant yet gentile pressure, she slowly squeezes me off the couch, until I pick her up and reposition her.
She's doing it even now, as I type this. And she's asleep.
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