New Bed

So, a couple weeks ago, these two random college kids roll into my house and take away both of my beds AND the coffee table where I patrol for people-food all the time. That really wasn't very cool, but I was anxious to see what I was going to get as a replacement.

Then they came -- two monstrous brown things with a matching brown box where my people hid all my blankets. Here's a picture:



My new bed stinks. I hardly fit on it, with that big back pillow pushing me off. When I roll around, almost none of my hair gets matted into it to keep me warm. And it just doesn't seem as absorbent as my last bed.

My people are stupid.