Dearest Auntie HiC
Well, as it turns, you can “love something too much”!
This was our favorite chair; ginormous, luxurious, & comfy.
Well, as it turns, you can “love something too much”!
This was our favorite chair; ginormous, luxurious, & comfy.
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We couldn’t leave well enough alone, & the chair became our prefurrred scratching site. Mom is embarrassed for you to see these photos. 🙀
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For the past year, the chair has been covered with a bedspread because it had become a health hazard, with all the loose fabric & staples.
Mom finally declared it officially “trashed”, & the chair was disassembled, taken out to the porch, & will be deposited in the dump tomorrow. 😿
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Mom saved the seat cushion, & ordered a new scratching box for us, but we will never forget our chair.
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BYE BYE Old Friend
Love from your adoring Cats
Kat and Rocky
off to the dump
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Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy
Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy
Hi Santa and Mrs Paws
it is Kat and Rocky lean your ears near!
Should you hear
we played havoc with a chair.
Please remember 364 days a year
we are 200% kind, loving
and full of sugar and spice and
everything
NICE
Love Kat and Rocky
I've got 2 on the road right now hoping someone will pick them up to use. Both have small damage, but still have a lot of life left to them.
ReplyDeleteOh dear, you both did a good job on that chair!
ReplyDeleteThat did look like a nice comfy chair and you have the cushion to enjoy for a few more years!
ReplyDeletePoor chair. Poor kitties to lose the chair. Let's see what Santa Claus can replace it with.
ReplyDeleteI do hope Mr and Mrs Santa C here your plea and bring you a new chair. I wonder if leather would work better. this reminds me of many years ago, back in the 60;s before you were born, my cousin did her living room in all French Provincial REALLY expensive, brocade furniture, with tall wooden legs. She had a German Shepard, name of Poppy. While the family was out, she ate all the wooden arms and legs on the sofa and chairs and gnawed the legs on most of he matching dining room chairs.. that was the week after her huge white persian male cat sprayed all the walls in the living room and dining room causing a horrendous smell. I have always believe that was the issue that made the dog chew the furniture. who knows?
ReplyDeleteHari OM
ReplyDeleteDear Kat and Rocky, I think that Santa Paws will appreciate your poetic letter furry much indeed and I am pawsitiff that he will not ignore you this Christmas! And that old chair cushion makes a lovely garden watching pad... jus' sayin'... hugs and whiskeries, YAM-aunty xxx
Wow! That was one 'loved' chair ~ you kitties are adorable ~ use the scratch post please ~ Xo
ReplyDeleteHug to you and Angel Madi ~ Xos
Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
This post is too too funny! The journey of that chair. SSNS and I had a chair that was loved too much. Three cats loved it to the max. Rocky and Cat, your story of the loved too much chair continues with the cushion that survived. I say bye to your old friend too.. it gave its all... almost. Thank you for sharing C.
ReplyDeleteI am sure Santa knows you are good boys♥ He knows all.
Kat! Not C A T! I know better :)
DeleteIt's too bad Kat and Rocky loved that chair to death. We hope Santa brings them another one and they learn to not scratch it to death too. BOL!
ReplyDeleteDearest Cecilia,
ReplyDeleteWell, our kitties do love things differently than we do.
Kat and Rocky sure knew the soft, pluche comfort and knew how to unravel the secret of that favorite chair...
Hugs,
Mariette
RIP Favorite Chair!
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xoxo,
Rosy & Sunny
Sorry about your chair. Cute poem. :) XO
ReplyDeleteI know my mom would have had a spell. A SPELL if I did that to our chairs. A spell! A real spell! Right in front of everyone.
ReplyDeleteThat's very sad about your favorite chair departing, that's gotta be pretty traumatic but hopefully you'll get a new one soon. That was a cute poem too. Thanks for joining Angel Brian's Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
ReplyDeleteThe chair is at the Bridge where it is being slept on by your angels and is waiting for you
ReplyDeleteHalf of our life are memories
ReplyDeleteOur family has lost furniture due to "over-loving" of it. We won't say who...
ReplyDeleteYou can't be put on the naughty list for loving too much.
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