Bought a cute cat bed. Fluffy, soft. Hell, I’d sleep in it if I could fit. (Damn hips.)
Does Tippi like it? Nooo.
Instead, she goes for the cardboard box that the produce folks gave me to carry the stuff I’d bought. It’s got a thin layer of potting soil in it.
She loves it. Runs into it, snuggles around in it, and then runs all over the house.
Today’s chore list starts with vacuuming.
UPDATE: Tippi may spit on the cat bed, but Manny is comfortable enough with who he is to enjoy the luxury of a soft pink bed.