It’s been a busy weekend here. Mom and Dad spent a couple days getting the garden beds ready for vegetable planting, they’ve trimmed back some shrubs so I have a better view from my window, and today, mom did some mending on the front curtains. She had to move my perch so she could get the ironing board and sewing machine next to the curtains, but I was able to supervise from my perch in the center of the room.
I’m not sure if you can see me in the perch, so here I am close up.
After all the work was done, I decided to take a nap. Truth be told, I took a nap before mom’s work was done, but I thought she was doing a satisfactory job and didn’t need me to supervise any more.
Whenever my furniture moves, I feel compelled to use it in it’s new location. I’m sure my perch will be moved back to the window tonight, but I’m enjoying it in the middle of the room for now.
Do any of you think it’s important to investigate your furniture when it’s been moved?