I’ve been placing the green towel on the bed and Effie now races onto it for her combing time. Formerly she hated combing, but her vanity prevailed; or, perhaps she simply realized that she actually likes the sensation of being combed. Whatever changed her perception of the simple daily combing activity, she now does ecstasy rolls on the towel when the comb comes out.
I’d already combed her a few times during the day, and decided to let the towel double as a place to play. I placed her towel on the floor and tossed her mouse on it. Here she is, alert after a series of ecstasy rolls and shredding her mouse with her mighty back claws, shortly before settling down contentedly on her towel for a nap.