My desk, with the cat in her usual spot. It is kind of hard to tell, but if I want to move out of that chair, given the location of the dining table and one thing and another, I have to put my left foot on her any time I move from this chair. And every time I move, she gives me a dirty look as if I am the one inconveniencing her. There are 750 square feet in in this apartment, and she wants that one and no other. At least until 10m, when she moves to the exact center of the bed.