Yesterday I was feeling all housey so I went to Ikea and bought a coffee table and a bookcase, some lounge covers and a rug for under the coffee table.
Well, putting the furniture together I had two cats in the empty boxes, and two puppies helping out with noses, with every turn of the screwdriver.
When all was finally finished (in double the time it should have taken) Sunday decided the bookcase would be a good place to sleep, and Sashka settled down on top of the coffee table. Ruby thought the new lounge covers looked good, so up she went - with her rawhide chew I might add and gave me a `I don't understand English' look when I thundered `OFF!!!' at her with outstretched pointed finger toward the floor.
When I got up this morning, they'd been using the rug as a) a scratching post, and b) a tooth sharpener.
WHY IS NOTHING JUST MINE ALONE??????