As most of you know, daddy spent a lot of time building our house in New Mexico. Momma, Simba, Bay-Ling, Arleenton, Coco and I stayed behind in California while daddy worked daily to get the house built. We all moved to New Mexico before the house was completed and stayed in that nasty, small, leaking trailer that daddy had been living in.
Simba, my kitty furbrother.
Bay-Ling my kitty frusister who is now an angel.
Coco Rose and Arleenton, both at the Rainbow Bridge probably playing tag together.
Anyhow, on the last load of stuff to be taken from California to New Mexico was a pitiful sofa and love seat. The sofa was damaged by Bay-Ling as she apparently thought it was a wonderful scratching post and one of the springs was broken. Momma tried to convince daddy to take this furniture to the dump but he refused saying he could fix the spring and momma could fix the cat damage so it was loaded up in the moving truck and hauled to New Mexico.
That furniture sat in the garage/warehouse for almost two years. Yup, we didn't have any furniture in the living room except for the queen sized bed that daddy put in there so we could move out of the trailer and into the house before the house was completed.
So today, daddy got up early and loaded the old furniture into the hauling trailer and took it to the garbage transfer station - BOL, BOL. Momma was almost as excited as she was when we moved out of the nasty trailer.
Our living room now has a new sofa, love seat and chair, plus some nice tables and lamps. To complete the room, daddy bought some rugs which I promptly christened one with some piddle - BOL, BOL. Daddy is threatening to have me put back into wee-wee wraps, but this far, I have managed to escape that.