Unacceptable!

Imagine if you will, you're enjoying a nice pleasant nap and you wake up to find that the chair that has lived in one spot your whole life has been moved! Not just a little tweak to one side or another mind you, actually moved to another room altogether.

This chair, that is your faithful launching pad to the bedside table and your bed beyond, is now two rooms away - in the den. A giant gaping hole is left in it's place, complete with lingering dust bunnies. Now there are bedroom smells in the den. How am I expected to jump without my jumping chair?

No one consulted me at all... and it gets worse.

In order to make room for my chair in the den, they moved my couch to the activity wasteland known as the living room. My napping couch, the one I lay on and snoopervise Mom's computer activies. Up and moved without a consult - while I was napping.

I was so freaked out that I stood in the hallway and cried mewed till Mom came to check on me. I then raced back and forth down the hall and finally grabbed Mom's cankle like it was a life preserver. She tried to explain the re-arrangement and let it slip that one of the den chairs was going to be moved to replace My Jumping Chair. A den chair in my bedroom! It's a world gone mad friends and it's unacceptable!