I got this chair from my mom’s coworker when I moved out on my own. It’s relatively comfortable, but it moves too much for my liking because it’s on a swivel-rocker-type base.

Henry, however, adores it. It’s a blue corduroy fabric and it is slathered in orange fur. Even me using the chair to pile crap will not dissuade him from using it:

Henry, on his chair, on a pile of crap

Henry, on his chair, on a pile of crap

Crap includes: backpack, sweatshirt, laptop bag, quilt, mesh curtains, and (underneath everything) Henry’s blanket pad. If it wasn’t for the quilt, I’m really not sure how that would be remotely comfortable.