Mom...Where is our furniture?

My dogs are all looking at me like I'm a traitor.  In the last week, furniture keeps disappearing from the family room.  This is important furniture because they lay on it.



Our lovely furniture in its heydays!

 At one point we had a 3-seater couch, 2-seater love seat and chair in our family room.  We ordered new furniture several months ago, and got the call that it was finally going to be delivered TODAY!  We got the call last week.  I made arrangements for the delivery.

In the meantime, our 7-year-old leather furniture grouping was on it's last legs.  It certainly has lasted very well considering I never have covered it.  I just started covering it in the last month to hold it together until the new furniture arrived.  It's taken quite a beating from us, our dogs, our grandkids, you name it.  It's a testament to the makers that it held up as long as it did.  But when it began to crumble, it crumbled fast.  We've once again chosen a tough leather blend, and this time I'm going to cover it with dog appropriate furniture covers which I've obtained through Bed, Bath & Beyond.  I'm hoping for 10 years out of the next set.

So, in the past few weeks, we've removed the 3-seater couch to the garage, waiting for a landfill trip with our truck.  It's kind of nice in the garage because Moe, who hates his feet wiped, has been jumping on it regularly to avoid the towel, and laying inconspicuously there until he can rush the house door.  It's worked several times, until we got used to it occuring and headed him off at the pass.  Also, our dog Winston will jump up there and lay down when he's tired of being in the yard.



One of the many places Harry likes to hide!

Today, we added the chair to the mix of disappearing furniture, and loaded both the couch and chair in the truck to head to that great landfill in the sky, along with some other items that needed taking.  As is typical in our lives, this is never just an easy process.  Once the couch and chair had been loaded this morning, I got on the phone with J.C. Penney's warehouse to find out when the furniture delivery would happen.  I was put on hold and while waiting watched my husband drive the truck on the back road toward our horse barn to pick up some additional items.  Then suddenly I saw an orange streak jump out of the loaded furniture and land on the tailgate of the truck.  It was HARRY!!!!!  Our cat Harry was now on the moving vehicle headed toward the barn.  I'm on hold on the phone still in my pajamas and slippers.  It is raining outside.

I run out onto the patio, and begin to run across the yard, still on hold with the phone on my ear, waving my other hand wildly for my husband to stop the truck.  My husband is probably trying to figure out what in the world I am doing.  I am hard to figure out sometimes.  Finally he stops and I scream HARRY IS ON THE BACK OF THE TRUCK.....turns out I am screaming it into the ear of the customer service representative who has now joined the call.  Oh my.  Well, I figure, that is the least J.C. Penney's can do is hear me scream about my cat since they ultimately ARE NOT delivering our furniture today.  That old system glitch (the second one we've now experienced with this furniture and this company) went into overdrive and we are NOW scheduled for next weekend. 

Ultimately we have one loveseat to sit on in the family room, and alot of dog pillows.  We also have a bunch of dogs looking at us with soulful, disgusted glances, one now dry cat who, it so happens, leaped off the truck when he heard me screaming, and a more empty garage.  I'm going for a nap on the dog pillow.

Aarrroooooo!