So you all know that Mom was getting a new bed delivered yesterday. She was furry excited. I thought it was going to be a good day, but all of a sudden it got very, Very, VERY bad.
And then presto, the new bed was in place. The sleepy guys left and Mom -finally- let me out of the cage.
Mom is furry excited to sleep on the new bed. Me, not so much. The new bed has a Tempur, and I am not going to sleep on an angry bed.