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Sometimes I walk into a room and find Max on the most random ass object. I've found him on the linen shelf (top and bottom shelf), an old CRTV we still have for some reason, the printer, the kitchen table, the kitchen stove, the air fryer, the gas stove (for heating, thankfully off), a laundry basket of clothes (clean or dirty), a box of random junk...

...and he just stares back at me like "What? If I fits, I sits. Its cat law."