Cats are purposefully weird

Clint was a 13-14 year old hospice foster. After spending more than a decade living on the streets, a TNR program trapped him for neuter but he was friendly enough that efforts were made to get him into a retirement home and off the streets. Unfortunately, his bloodwork showed that he was in kidney failure so he only got to spend 7 months living the high life as a hospice foster. Apparently, he got used to laying on hard surfaces because he completely ignored the nice, soft bed I put in the window of the foster room for him.