One of the sweetest perks of freelancing is that your office can be wherever you want it to be. Today I am looking out on a frozen vista from the dining room table. Tomorrow I may head back to the green chair in the corner, provided it has not been transformed into a feline fortress. Someday, who knows, I may even use the actual office.
The SRK makes frequent hops up onto the dining room table slash desk today, to nibble on her cat grass and to encourage me to rub my face in the fresh greenery. Belly rubs are dispensed freely, vigourously and often.