Nysse is still discovering new places in the houses that make good cat beds. Today we both scared each other when I found him sleeping in one of the storage baskets in the storage closet, on top of outgrown children’s outerwear, next to backpacks and rolls of toilet paper. I accidentally woke him when I came in there to put away a backpack from the Amsterdam trip. There wasn’t much light when I walked in there, and I’d never seen him there before, so the sudden movement of a dark shape in the corner gave me quite a turn.