Offended Dignity
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A few months back, I bought a great set of vintage lawn chairs from an estate sale. They would allow Robb to lie down outside when his back needed a break. They were a particularly lurid shade of 1950s turquoise, shockingly comfy, and in remarkably good shape.
The cats seem to love them.
But at our house there are RULES.
Apparently, vintage lawn furniture over-rules everything, and Snuggling Chaos ensues.
A few months back, I bought a great set of vintage lawn chairs from an estate sale. They would allow Robb to lie down outside when his back needed a break. They were a particularly lurid shade of 1950s turquoise, shockingly comfy, and in remarkably good shape.
The cats seem to love them.
But at our house there are RULES.
- Cardigan and Sleeves, being brothers, can snuggle all day long, and that's just fine.
- Smog, being an irritating little urchin, is not invited to snuggle with anyone because he is Too Damn Annoying.
- Linguine, being Deposed Nobility, does not snuggle with riffraff.
Apparently, vintage lawn furniture over-rules everything, and Snuggling Chaos ensues.
Linguine is Not Impressed.
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