My Momma (no, not my momma, my Momma) lets me sit next to her on that platform covered with red leather that she calls “kowch”. Not sure what that sound means. But, when I’m up there (she says “HUP” and I jump up and settle in), it’s so peaceful. And soft — man, those floors here are so hard.
If you look close you can see Momma’s foots behind me. She protects me.
