Normally I'm against people rearranging the furniture...it's too much like the M-word, and I don't like things being all upset and different. Just leave things where they are, and no one will have to face the wrath of me treating anything to a toothy death.

This time...the people moved stuff around in the bedroom, and brought the tall climbing tree upstairs so we can sit on it and see the whole neighborhood when the window is open. When it was downstairs, we only got to see bushes and someone ugly truck.

But the best thing? It's right next to the bed, so if the Woman won't get up when I want her to, I have a high perch from which I can jump and emphasize the need for her to get her lazy self out of bed.

I can't wait to have to do that.

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