On the weekends I give Clovis free run of the house and when I go upstairs to take my shower, he is nowhere to be found. I have discovered his hiding place. You know how sometimes the covers of your bed slip down the end of the bed and onto the floor? Cozy.
This hiding spot is purely tactical. When I am dressed and ready to head downstairs he runs out, circling crazily under foot, reminding me that he should have a treat, just like every week day as I leave for work.
We are getting our house ready to sell. That means we needed to make Clovie's room look like the office that it is. So this weekend we moved him upstairs to my art room. It's a cozy room at the top of the stairs with a bay window and he settled right in. The challenge will be keeping him cool in the summer since this room gets the afternoon sun. Sometimes a fan in the window just isn't enough. He may get the portable air conditioner.
With any luck the house will sell quickly and we can move him back to the office, which stays pretty cool all summer.