And the next morning, when the girl awoke, she announced that there was a pea under her mattresses. “Huzzah!” cried the villagers. “This means she must be a princess!”
“Actually,” she said, “what it means is that I got hungry during the night, and so I rummaged under the mattress and found the pea, plus a few pieces of kibble, a breath mint, and half a tortilla. Seriously, would it kill you to sweep up now and then?”
Princess Loaf!
everything about this post is perfect!
Better than the princess and the pee…
** snort **
Different strokes for different folks.
I love those cushions. (And the smushy-faced kitty.)
Those are some serious cushions. Hopefully kitty appreciates them. Who am I kidding!?
For the love of all that’s holy, never look under my bed.
I will not be scolded by a CAT when it comes to stuff under the furniture. I once moved my armchair and found no fewer than ELEVEN jingle balls, toy mice, wads of foil, etc., etc., etc.
Right? Cats are like little dragons, hoarding their gold.
I once found 22 dog treats buried under and between the cushions on my sofa. And even though I had two dogs I knew exactly who the culprit was. Though he denied it, of course. 😃
So sweet!
Beautiful kitty needs all those cushions so he doesn’t get splinters from that floor.
I’d like to know how those cushions still have most of their tassels.
I’d also like to know how come the cushions and their lovely appliques are still in one piece. And I’m loving on that smooshy face.
I shudder to think what my cat thinks when she’s sleeping on top of me.