On Saturday morning Mom cleared the paper clutter off the dining room table and put a clean tablecloth on it. Within a short time, I was lying on the table. I can survey various parts of the house from there, and consider it my Pride Rock ( since I am named for Simba, of The Lion King fame.). There was also quite a nice bit of sunspot on there that morning.
Now be honest, cats, how many of you climb on the dining room table?