Mom got on a cleaning frenzy the other night. She moved the quilt from the chair, where it had made a pretty cool tent.
When she saw it all covered with my furs, she kinda freaked out. She tried a lint roller, but it didn't work, so she got out the rug-sucking monster and ran it all over the chair. Then she hung the quilt up on the wall.
No more tent.
Mom put my Gizzy quilt on the chair, to try to make amends.