I keep the kittens out of our guest room, but the other morning while I was carrying a laundry basket into the room, Ernest dashed past me and slipped inside.
When his toes touched the fuzzy rug at the foot of the bed, he stopped in his tracks, dropped, and started rolling around in a complete state of bliss. Many biscuits were made and purrs were purred.
Seeing the joy this rug brought this boy, I decided to bring the rug out to the living room for all to enjoy.
It's a huge hit with all, but Ernest loves the rug the most.