We found a misplaced cushion when we ere decluttering, one that happens to match the blanket we use for the back of the brown couch (I think both were made as a set by my grandmother). Batman has taken a shine to it. I guess it’s that degree of floof that brings him joy. He’s there right now, tempting me with his adorableness.
*goes over to annoy him with smooches*
((he’s eying me askance now, ha ha))
Past that, nothing really going on. Works for me.
<3