Yesterday I wrote about Nanki-Poo adopting my "new" (100 years old) rocking
chair.  He continued to claim it yesterday evening.  For a while, he slept
on the floor, against one of the rockers, as though he were guarding the
chair.  He finished the evening back in the chair.

However, this morning when he came back in from taking care of outdoor
business, he found Lindy curled up in the chair.  When I sat down in the
recliner, with my feet up, to eat breakfast, he jumped up onto my legs.  He
positioned himself so he could watch Lindy in the chair.  When I got up, he
moved to a spot about a foot away from the chair.  If Lindy jumps down,
he'll be up there in a flash.

I got a little more of the history of the chair from my mother last night.
My great-grandmother bought the chair, used, for her daughter (my
grandmother), when my mother was two years old.  The chair was at least 10
years old at the time.  Since my mother is 94, that makes the chair over 100
years old.  My grandmother was living with her mother at the time.  Both of
them rocked my mother in that chair, and after I was born, all three of them
rocked me in it.  There were no cats in the family during that whole period,
but maybe the original owner was a cat lover.

I'm not sure of the appeal, but both cats obviously love it.  BTW, one
rocker has been chewed by a toy poodle.

Joy