March 30th 2012 1:47 pm
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Mom and Dad moved the family room furniture back around Thanksgiving. The whole family liked the new furniture arrangement, but Mom was not happy. I was not happy with the new arrangement, either, but no one seemed to care. With the Original Arrangement, I could lay upon the end of the couch and still look out the corner front window.
Mom was not happy because her favorite chair no longer had a lamp next to it, and so she could not read or crochet knots unless she sat on the couch. Mom is not overly fond of the couch because Mom is short and unless she wedges her head in a spot between the three back cushions, her neck gets a crick. She does like to LAY upon the couch, however.
This morning, Mom just decided that she frankly did not care if the rest of the family liked the new furniture arrangement; she was moving it all back. And apparently when a human female decides to move furniture . . . furniture gets moved. Dad came home mid-day, and looked a bit shocked.
Mom decided that after all the furniture moving and of course vacuuming everything, that she would rest a bit. I climbed right up into her lap, wedged my butt on the left side of her hips, and laid my head across her lap, just like I used to do with the "Original Arrangement." Sophie eventually climbed up and curled up on Mom's middle lap. Sophie and I are obviously "fine" with the original arrangement, and so who cares about the rest of the family.
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Pennie Grrl, you know we share the same "if momma ain't happy, nobody's happy" furniture shoving and knotty yarn mess.
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Good fer you and your Momma!
If Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy
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