I’m entering this in the ‘Bad Sport’ category. This is the first time that Flo eviscerated a cushion so completely. It certainly wasn’t the last. It’s also not the most expensive cushion she’s sent to the wheelie bin. However, it was the first. And it was to teach me a lesson. This particular morning I had wanted a lie in. I hadn’t had a lie in since I’d got Flo. So, as she ranked up the annoyingness of the ‘why can’t I go out’ I thought to myself… ‘well, why can’t she go out? And be left unattended. Without me. Just her and the cats. Why not??’ I let her out and went back to bed. This destruction was carried out in complete silence, even the upturned potted fern. It did teach me a lesson. Sadly for Flo, the lesson wasn’t ‘I must be accompanied at all times by she who plays with me’ but was ‘I should’ve put those stupid cushions in the store room’. It took a few more of these ‘little’ cushion de-stuffings and then the big, expensive one before I really learned the lesson though. Sigh.
There is also a certain symmetry posting this today – it was taken exactly 364 days ago. There is no question that she would still do this to cushions if left alone with them. But, since I did eventually learn my lesson, she has no access to such things! Now she just drags furniture around downstairs if I DARE to attempt a lie in.