Pooja vs. the Couch

I'm home today with the flu, doing little else but watching Bones, working my way through a pan of tuna casserole, and observing the cat demonstrate new ways she's found to make me insane.

  Since we moved to my new house, Pooja spent most of her time under my bed.  However, no longer allowed in my room after a three-day marathon of peeing on my bed, Pooja the Destroyer had to find another hiding place.

And she did.  Guess where?

Under the couch. 

That's right, Pooja has been squeezing herself through the 3" space under the couch.  However, in order for her to remain comfortably under there, she had to make some room.  My horrible cat ripped out the lining under the couch, exposing the wood frame and foam and springs. I couldn't find her anywhere else in the house, so I looked under the couch on a whim and found her curled up between the lining and the frame.

She is horrible.  But awfully cute.  And also horrible.



Captain Horrible on the back of the couch.