In which Newton is angry.

When Elizabeth was visiting, the guest bed was pulled out and the cats were in heaven. Every day, all day long, they nestled into the quilt and pillows and luxuriated. I recently cleaned up the room and shut the bed away. Since then I have found Newton perching on ever more uncomfortable spots looking very put out.

Pook kitty. Some day more guests will come and you can return to your soft bed.