What did I do? I sulked. I wailed. I glared. I sulked. I refused to go anywhere near the imposter sofa. Not one inch towards it, not one whisker. I sat on my old sofa until further affrontery was caused by more invaders coming into the house to this time remove the old sofa. I do not like change. I then spent two further weeks, glaring, wailing and sulking and generally hating the beast. After a while it got a little tedious and the Tall One came home to find my litter-dust paws tracked along a cushion so I had to admit defeat and did a big roly-poly over the new sofa to mark it with my scent. However, I'm not overly impressed with the cushion fillings. Old Laura Ashley fibre-filled 8/10. New Multiyork cheapo foam filled 5/10 as it has an alarming habit of giving way.
Enjoying time with "old friends" sofa |
Tell-tale cat litter footprints |
Aquainting myself with "new friends" |
bubble cat.....bubble cat
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