Life used to be so peaceful.
The cat had his sofa:
And the dog had his:
Which he sometimes deigned to share with me:
But the sofas were a horrible colour and had become scruffy and uncomfortable enough for me to consider replacing them.
I’ve always made do with garden furniture or cheap sofa beds in the past, which wore out really quickly, so this time I decided to buy myself some really nice sofas. Not fabric, since that only seems to encourage the cat to sharpen his claws indoors, but leather, and sprung. Chesterfields in fact, though not the kind with buttons since life is too short to spend time cleaning a hundred belly buttons on the furniture.
I did worry that the cat might still scratch, but my concern was needless. He hates his new sofa, won’t go near it. This is good news for guests, who will no longer leave my house with a behind covered in cat fur. It has not been such good news for the dog though.
It’s been a bit like Goldilocks trying the three bears’ porridge. At first, the cat couldn’t settle. He sat on the loudspeakers, on the corner cabinet, on the table, in the wood basket, on the floor, in the bookshelves among the books, on the stairs and on the windowsill.
Then he tried sleeping on the dog’s sofa. This had never happened before, and the dog was bewildered. He knows he’s not allowed on the cat’s sofa, and he’s rightly scared of the cat so couldn’t oust him. He had no alternative than to sit in his bed on the floor like a second class citizen, casting me pitiful glances.
But the cat didn’t like the dog’s sofa any more than his own, so then he tried sitting in the dog’s bed. Now, the dog likes sitting with me on the sofa, but he also likes his bed – it is his after all. So I had to buy another bed, so that they could have one each. At the moment, the cat can’t make up his mind which one he prefers, so tries to occupy them both. And things have escalated. The cat has realised that he has found a fool-proof way to make the dog miserable. When I came into my office this morning, he was occupying the dog’s bed there, too.
How complicated new furniture can be.