THE Chair

Yep. Still trying to get rid of it. I don't want to give it away because we need funds to buy its (admittedly bizarre) replacement. Craigslist just isn't doing it for us, though. It's a great chair, but it takes up a lot of space and we don't use it that much as we tend to cram together on the couch. (Yep, no personal space. We've been together too long to bother with such trivial things.)

It would be in mint condition if Isis didn't have ANY claws. I swear, we were thrilled when we got her from the humane society and found out she is declawed in the front. We were like, "Our furniture is saved!" But no. As cute as it is to watch her grip things with her little white paws (her front paws are only white on the ends, where fingers would be if she were human) she over compensates with her back feet when running around. 

I know I could just get rid of the cat, but I love the little weirdo. I'll show you her powers. (It's a horrible picture, but I don't want to get the camera out. Bear with me.)

...and Panda has been doing art projects nearby, so I haven't been allowed near it with the vacuum cleaner. See the little scratches, though? There's a pretty good one on the side that you can't see. Did she hurt the pretty chair in a vindictive fit of feline fury, you ask? Well, no. You see, she is a house cat to the core, and originally, you could actually see outside through those windows. Whenever a bird happened to be nearby, Isis would shoot like a bullet up the chair...and straight into the window. Yep. Head-butted it every time. The bird would always leave, of course, and the cat would sit atop the chair and stare forlornly out the window for a while before wandering off until the next bird visited. The chair got hurt, true, but it's hard to be angry while laughing uncontrollably because your cat runs full force into the window then starts clicking at the birds she scared off. Some uber-stalker I have. She even has a stalking costume:

Yes, I am one of THOSE people. It's just too much fun to put stuff on her. In my own defense, I never take her out in costume, and they usually don't stay on very long anyway.