The day the furniture arrived, I was luckily able to lock the cats into rooms so that there was no danger of them running out the opened front door while the furniture was being carried in. But as soon as the guys left, I heard Nadia open the dining room door. The problem was that I locked them into separate rooms. They were not happy cats. how she pulled open that door is beyond me, but I'm a little scared. Pushing a door is one thing. Pulling it is a completely different thing.
As soon as the cats were loose though, they felt the need to check things out. They crawled all over the new furniture and the old couch, which I had moved along a different wall to make room. They were fascinated. The old couch is rather light weight and the floors between the family room and the library are hard surface. So, I was able to slide the old couch into the library where it plans to live the rest of its life.
However, every time I stopped moving the old couch to change my grip, the cats would jump onto it and sniff around. Then I would move it a little more and they would jump off. I'd stop and they would jump on. Like every time the couch stopped moving, it was a totally new and exciting couch.
In the end, they far prefer the new sofa and love seat. Georgia likes sleeping on top of the upper cushions. She jumps up there and starts needing the cushions to plump them up in just the right manner and then she sleeps. And sleeps. . .
Nadia prefers the lower cushions. The two of them sleep on this couch all day. I miss having them in the office with me.
Georgia on her perch.
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