So I lie down in the middle of the room,

(Because I now have large amounts of floor space such that there is enough not littered with art supplies and other junk for me to lie down upon.)
and Bootsie wanders over as if to say, "Hey, you can't do that, that's my thing! Are you a member of the Lazy Kittehs Union? I'm gonna need to see some identifica-- Oh, you're right it is comfy here." *snuggles*