This is my room. I sleep on the visitors bed and coz I have a cat door from the kitchen to the great outdoors, it is like I have my own apartment. Mum sticks her head in before she goes to bed at night, and sometimes I'm not home.
She says it is like living with a teenager, except she doesn't need to pay money for fancy clothes or taxis for getting home. She does worry about me hanging out with the wrong sort of mancat though. One that keeps me out late - or pushes me off fences.