The weather may be turning cold up north, but here in Florida, it’s still warm. You wouldn’t know it from the places Pierre hides.
So it is important to always be careful where you sit on our sunroom sofa.
That lump under the sofa cover does not like to be squished.
Pierre: Who are you calling a lump?
Nobody here does the lump thing – I think all of us realize just how careless the humans are!
Looking cute or playing ostrich? We have only one lumpy lover left. I miss my Merlin lumps
We mostly like to snooze on our own but when it’s very cold we have been known to share a cushion or blankie together.
Raz is our resident lump.
The Florida Furkids
Oh Pierre, you are too cute! I always had to feel around on the bed before I sat down on it when Jewel was here – she loved to hide under the covers!
That is the cutest lump ever! Sometimes lumps form on our furniture around here, too, and they don’t liked being squished either.
Pierre, do you like to hide? From the orange menace or everyone?
ps – you are the most adorable lump I’ve ever seen 🙂
Sooo adorable! I can’t begin to tell you how many times my husband ALMOST sat on Cody!! He isn’t as “cat aware” as you and all of us are!
lumpy sofas should always be poked first
OH MY WORD YOU MIGHT WANT TO PUT UP ONE OF THOSE FLAGS LIKE THE UTILITY MEN DO WHEN THE MARK UNDER GROUND CABLES
HUGS MADI YOUR BFFF
dood…why iz peepulz sittin on yur sofa any way…tell em ta go get ther own sofa…..ya noe !!! 🙂 ♥♥♥
Oz likes the top back of the sofa so no fear of squishing him…but oh, everyone needs to be careful where they sit at your house!
True story: Glogirly lived in a tiny efficiency apartment back in her college days. She’d just adopted Nicki, a tiny black kitten, and her girlfriend was coming over to meet him. She quickly cleaned up the apartment, which didn’t take long since her “bed” was a sofa bed. She folded it up and fluffed the cushions. When her friend arrived they made some tea and sat down on the sofa. While they were chatting away and catching up, Glogirly realized she hadn’t seen Nicki for a few minutes. And then they heard the tiniest of meows coming from… you got it… inside the sofa. They jumped to their feet and tore apart the sofa. There was Nicki, playing with his toy, happy as can be. Fortunately he was tucked down where there was plenty of space for him… but sheesh! It could have ended much differently. Shortly after that, Glogirly ditched the sofa bed and got a real bed for her AND for Nicki.
TW won’t let me lump. Last night I was helping her make the bed. She let me burrow for about five minutes and then uncovered me cos I have asthma. Pffftttt! I do burrow in my tissue paper to stalk her.
You were just keepin it warm, weren’t you?
Hey, snuggle season is lump season!
Pixie is the bed lump here : she always sleeps under the bed cover. Purrs
Eric was our sofa lump. He would burrow under the throw and nearly got sat on many times.
That looks so warm and cozy, Pierre! Scoot over!!! –Mudpie
The only lump around here is Zoey when she crawls underneath the comforter on the bed.
I can imagine the results if we sat down on ‘the lump’…..
Don’t squish the cat!
Some of us don’t even have to lump to get sat on. With a black couch, Elliott and Ivan (and William, too) have all been the victim of ‘bums are closer than they appear.’ Good that our couch is especially squishy!
MOL! We have to worry about that in our house too.
Sit … step … we lumps need due consideration!
Signed,
resident Lump (aka Allie)