A fat orange tabby sprawls belly-up on a sagging corduroy couch

Oil painting technique, with visible brushstrokes and a textured canvas :: a late afternoon living room bathed in golden hour light that spills through half-drawn linen curtains, casting long, warm shadows across worn hardwood floors. A fat orange tabby sprawls belly-up on a sagging corduroy couch, one paw dangling limply over the edge, its fur glowing like embers in the sunlight. Dust motes swirl lazily above a coffee table littered with half-read paperbacks, a chipped mug ringed with tea stains, and a pair of reading glasses abandoned at a careless angle. The walls bear the subtle scars of a lived-in space - slightly crooked picture frames, a faint scuff mark where a chair was pulled back too often, the ghostly outline of where a poster once hung. A single sunbeam slices across a knit blanket crumpled at the end of the couch, its frayed edges and pillowed texture whispering of countless naps just like this one.