Get two cats they said in Life

It’ll be fun, they said. It’ll be easier they said. Well....they LIED!!! lol Well, I guess not completely, it is fun. But it’s most definitely not easy. For the past few days I’ve noticed that when my alarm goes off, Luna starts scratching under the bed, like really close to my head scratching, not on the floor, not on the bed legs, but under the mattress itself. That worried me, but I ignored it. Then today, while stretched out in my recliner reading, I see her go under the mattress and jump UP. There should be no up to jump to under there. Long story short, she/they have pulled the fabric off the top half of the box springs, and removed a big amount of the fluff from inside the box spring. I didn’t even know there was fluff in there. So I gathered hammer, staple gun, and vacuum cleaner, and prepared to repair the damage. I slide the mattress off without too much trouble, well, unless you count Stella and Luna refusing to get off. Luna finally fell off onto the dresser, but Stella held on until I got it on its side and she climbed up to the side to survey it all. There wasn’t enough room for the box spring to stand up, so I had to hold it while I worked. Silly me thought the sound of the hammer and the staple gun would keep them away. Ha how funny!! They were all over the box spring while I was working.
Here’s the guilty party checking out the fluff:

So I fixed the board and stapled the fabric back into place, while holding the box spring up with one arm. Then came the task of putting it back into the frame. Which wasn’t the easiest task while the cats played on it.

I get it back into place, and then it’s time to move the mattress. I go to flop it back down and neither of them move. Crazy cats. The whole time I’m moving it back across the bed, they’re just having a ball.

It took a while, but the bed is back together, now. Since starting this entry, they both got behind the curtain at the back door, got into a fight, turned over the floor lamp, and knocked over my drink, which sent me into a panic of looking for it (iPad and phone are charging by the chair, along with laptop charger. I can just picture the Diet Dr Pepper fritzing it all out. I drag the chair all over looking for the bottle, but I can’t find it. Then I realize it landed in the trash can. Lord love a furry duck - I may not survive these two! Hahahaha