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Yesterday at work, I noticed that the back of my pants had a rather large tear near the back pocket. It was only early into my shift when I noticed it, and I wrapped my sweatshirt around my waist so as to cover it. When I got home, I changed into a different pair and put the ripped pair onto the dining room cabinet. Later on, Mom noticed that Sabrina was sleeping on it, before asking me why I put it there. (btw, there is a radiator behind the cabinet, which would provide heat for the cat. She usually sleeps in front of the fireplace when she wants to get nice and warm.)