That's my cat, Ernie, napping on the bathmat. She just started doing this. I have no idea why. She turned twenty-two years old this month, so I pretty much let her do what she wants, where she wants. In all her years, I could count on one hand the number of times she entered the bathroom. Now she seems to be making a new home there. Eventually she relocated to my brother's lap, and I got the bathroom done.