Long before I moved in with mum and dad, they had poo-face Salvador and he had a cat tower. It's pretty cool, about 1.5 meters tall, with five levels and a tunnel. Here is a picture.
Can you see what is wrong here? There is so much of mum and dad's stuff on it that I can't even sit on the tower properly! The tunnel part is full of Apple products (just at the top of the picture where you can't quite see) (mum why do you need two iPods?), the bottom shelf has bags and stuff, the second level has a crocodile! and the level where I am sitting with the little house has magazines and mum's spare mouse for the mac. Above that you can see two camera bags, plus the box that holds the eleventy million cords and chargers that belong to all the cameras (because all the cameras that live in this house are not shown in this photo).
I'm thinking of staging a protest.