The new cat tree is very, very orange.
My mother came over this evening to assemble the new cat tree that I purchased for my bedroom (because the cats have a pathological need to be high, you see, and I oblige them whenever it doesn't entirely inconvenience me). Now, this tree was manufactured by the people who made the creamy beige tree that's in my living room. It was on deep discount on the website because the color was unpopular. According to the website, the color was 'red-orange.'
The website lies. This thing is pumpkin-fucker orange. Four vertical feet of pumpkin-fucker orange, looming up from my floor like a horrific hybrid of Lovecraft and Charles Schultz. Assuming either of them had been a maker of specialty furnishings for cats, that is.
I love it.
Also, the fabric they used for the covering feels like dead, lovingly preserved Muppet. Yes, I have a pumpkin-fucker orange cat tree covered in Muppet fur at the foot of my bed.
Life is awesome.
The website lies. This thing is pumpkin-fucker orange. Four vertical feet of pumpkin-fucker orange, looming up from my floor like a horrific hybrid of Lovecraft and Charles Schultz. Assuming either of them had been a maker of specialty furnishings for cats, that is.
I love it.
Also, the fabric they used for the covering feels like dead, lovingly preserved Muppet. Yes, I have a pumpkin-fucker orange cat tree covered in Muppet fur at the foot of my bed.
Life is awesome.