On our bed. With his cheeseburger.
He loves that cheeseburger. When he drops it off the side of the bed, he stares at it for a while with an expression of total confusion on his face, then slowly stretches out, gets his front legs down off the bed, leaving his back legs stretched straight out behind him on the bed. Then he grabs the burger, jumps down, and jumps straight back up onto the bed.
I love it when he lies on his side and his ear stands straight up. It makes me want to kiss the inside of his ear and smell his paws. They smell like a strangely pleasant combination of chips and bleach.