“This was all your fault, remember. You just had to go zooming into the living room at about ninety miles an hour and smashed into the old lady’s TV set, and if it wasn’t for my quick thinking we’d both be back at the shelter. So get some rest, because she’s gonna watch Andy Griffith reruns at three.”
Lifelike picture, Andrew Y.
Better than pretty much anything on network TV these days…
The cute is strong here today! First the shibus, now kitties curled up in a TV set. And it looks like the old black & white one we had growing up. Ahh, the bad old days when you only had about 4 channels and had to get up to change them. Then there was the great family discussion when it was decided in lieu of Christmas presents one year, we would get a colored TV. It was such an exciting day when it arrived.
It’s such a perfect nest for kitties. My parents first TV was in a mahogany case. When my mother finally got a new TV, she had the tube/screen removed and shelves put in, and the whole thing refinished, and gave it to me. It’s in my BR and has all sorts of keepsakes in it and it’s beautiful.
Sadly, the flat screen TV has nothing to offer in the way of holding keepsakes, and definitely falls FLAT as a cat bed.
In 1968 my father gave my mother, sister and I a choice between a snowmobile and a colour TV. It was a unanimous vote for the colour TV, I still remember it to this day, it was a Quasar from Motorola.
The old cabinet with the black and white TV, radio and turn table combined went into the basement where we were banished if we wanted to watch programs my parent didn’t like and when I left home years later at 18 it went with me to my first apartment.
I stopped watching TV about eight years ago and don’t miss it one bit. The handful of drama series and documentaries that interest me eventually turn up on Prime/Netflix/NowTV, and if they don’t I’m not unduly bothered.
I wonder which episode of Andy Griffith is on… I hope it’s one with the Darlings and/or Ernest T. Bass!