This is Fargo.
Fargo has something to say.
hhheeeellllLLLLOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*slipping and sliding and very nearly tearing every ligament from her hip to her ankle as she scrambles, madly, to jump on your body and take you down into a pile of rapturous puppy snuggles*
they moved my bed.
AND PUT A TREE IN ITS PLACE.
it is not a real tree. the sticks do not smell interesting, unless you find the smell “BORING” to be interesting.
and yet.
this is great news for the fargs.
because my bed is no longer behind the chair.
back in the days before the tree, my bed used to be out of sight, mostly, like a throne behind a curtain. this was…paradoxical. do you not want me on display?
worse still, i think this limited the number of pets i received in a given afternoon. you see, when you are a looker like i am, people are sometimes compelled to come give you pets and scritches for no other reason than that they see you. if you are behind a chair, though? OUT OF SIGHT OUT OF MIND. the saying is true.
but it is not only my visibility that this tree and the associated bed relocation has improved. my bed has also spun a little bit. which means the backrest part is facing the room, and isn’t against the wall, and therefore and thusly and thereby and therefore-again i can place my lil floofy paws on it and rest my chin on said paws when taking a snoozle.
as you can imagine, this only increases the pets.
