Hillary,
I am allowed 1/3 of the love seat in the living room. Other than that, she pretty much owns the place. :lol:
The only "bummer" is that even after 6 months, she isn't a "lap kitty". She'll sit next to me, sleep right up against me in the bed, let me hug and squeeze her, insist on trying to trip me whenever I dare to walk out of a room. But as soon as I try to sit down holding her? Nope, "I'm not a lap kitty, pal". The total opposite of Bob, who seemed to enjoy making me suffer under the weight of a 14 pound bowling ball. :lol: