I understand that dangling strings are fun. I understand that. And I understand that seat cushions are comfy and cozy and downright irresistable. Yes. But where did the seat cushion go?
You see, the rocking chair has a cushion that ties on, and the Gang of Two do dearly love those dangling ties. That was cute, and cute, too, was the sight of them curled up on the cushion together. Then they got the ties untied—ah! clever kitties!—and the sight of the Gang of Two curled up together on the seat cushion, now under the rocker, was also, yes, cute.
So where did the seat cushion go? It’s…gone. It’s not on the chair. It’s not under the chair. It’s not visible from the chair.
I am confused.
UPDATE: It was under the bed. They dragged it four feet. I am no longer confused. I am now impressed.
