My stepmother sent this picture and story.
The one place in the house that countertop life is allowed. Just above Frankie's ears is a clear suction cup bird/squirrel feeder. No cat-entertainer needed in this house.
I was using the sink earlier today, had folded their "towel" and set it to one side, and had forgotten to put it back. When I came back through the kitchen an hour later, Johnny had crowded himself onto the folded area, making sure not to walk on the counter surface. Pretty smart.