For weeks this thing has been in the house moving from room to room. I sit cautiously next to it, not wanting to get yelled at. Sometimes I sniff it and rub against it, but for the most part I've been good and have left it alone.
However, last night, not of my own doing, I was picked up and set in here. I've gotta say, it is pretty sweet. I'm not really sure what all the movement was about, but I was pretty content just sitting there for a while.
Until I got booted of course.
Really, what's that all about? Why the hell would you put me in the comfy chair and then kick me out only 3 minutes later. What a tease!
I would post the cute video my mom took, but for some reason blogger won't let it upload. Here's a picture.
