Anyway, Miki (the cat) was just a little put out when those two strange guys came stomping into her domain and started dismantling her bed. That nice, warm place where she spent a good part of every day and night. Oh, but worse was to come!
They brought in something utterly strange and started assembling it. Hey! whaddaya know. It's a bed. Isn't it? Strange stuff, all those wires running along the floor under the bed. After the strangers left, she decided she at least had to investigate, but her slave kept shooing her off the bed and putting sheets and blankets and stuff on this new contraption--even before she had given her approval.
Come night time, the big test. Head up, a little more, no down a bit. Ok, try the feet. Hmmm. Oh, there's the button for the massager. Wow, darn near threw me off the bed. Oh, yes, there's another button that regulates the massage. OK, we're making some progress here. All this time, Miki is observing the whole thing, but not unduly disturbed.
Hmmm, thought the bed was supposed to have heat, also. Nope. I really hate rolling over onto a cold spot, especially in winter. But Miki is purring away. After a couple nights of cold feet, and cold spots on the bed, I went and bought an electric blanket. Aaaah!
Now we're all nice and settled. Huh-uh. The slave decides to move the furniture around. Now I must tell you, I'm not one to move furniture. Once the sofa is in place it stays there. Until I move to another address or the End of the World, whichever comes first. And moving a waterbed is forget it! But this is a nice, movable on-wheels bed. Once again, the slave was ordering around the mistress of the house. But there's really a lot more moving-around space now. However, there's still another piece of furniture that has to be moved, but that's going to wait until Miki calms down again.