It is actually disgusting when you think that gorgeous cat gets shut in a hallway and has nothing but a rubbish bed when he is happy to waste so much money and living space on all the plastic Christmas
tit for Instagram (as much as he wants to pretend it's for them
), money and space that could be spent on decent cat climbing frames, etc. Growing up I had pets, our cats didn't have much of that, but that was because they were allowed out so had their stimulation and only came in to eat, sleep, wind up the dogs and be petted for a bit, the dogs were out walking everyday, in the garden as often as they wanted and had beds/toys everywhere. Can you imagine what it must be like to look at the same walls all day, everyday, with absolutely nothing in place to do until someone gives you five minutes to dangle a B&M mouse on a stick over your head?