Last year, I mentioned how much Jacoby loved to sit in our cast-iron frying pan.
He also enjoyed lying on the stove itself, especially in winter when the oven was on.
It’s funny I never really noticed it before, but none of the other cats really hangs out on top of the stove. The younger cats prefer to sit in front of the microwave on the counter opposite the stove, and Angel stays on the floor.
But the stove was Jake’s domain. He liked the stove back in Boston, too, but since it was a gas stove with uncomfortable grills, he couldn’t really lie on it.
Our stove in Sweden is a smooth, glass-top electric stove. I’m not sure why no cat has claimed it in Jake’s absence. Perhaps it will become more popular again in winter.
But for now, the stove remains Jake’s place…and I miss him every time I go into the kitchen and see the empty stove.