Catboy's backstory part 2

I spotted the highest peak in the room—the tall, pillowy back of the sofa—and dashed straight for it! Digging my toes into the woven fabric, I scrambled up cushion by cushion, leaping over a stray TV remote like a champion hurdle runner. One final spring, and I landed right on the narrow top ridge. Whoa, everything down below looks so tiny from up here! I can see the entire carpet trail and the sleepy plush on the floor. It is the absolute best patrol perch in the entire house!