Flo’s favorite resting place is the wooden crate outside of the bathroom. Whenever I am brushing my teeth or washing my face, Flo appears outside of the window. She sometimes deigns to look at me, but usually doesn’t.
But when I am in the bathroom and look outside, she is always there. Flo is regal creature, she has practiced social distancing all of her life. But she always keeps an eye on me.
“When a man loves cats, I am his friend and comrade, without further introduction.” Mark Twain