Here is Aunt Beatrice in her favorite mink stole bed.
A Christmas gift, this bed was once one of Aunt B’s most prized possessions. She sunbathed, snuggled, and snoozed in that bed for at least 15 hours a day.
Until Uncle Irvin hijacked it.
Grammie and Grandpappy went away on a trip, and when they returned, this bed belonged to a different feline.
Aunt Bea is disgusted.
She says, in order to claim the bed as new territory, Uncle Irv farted in it.
That certainly sealed the deal. Aunt Beatrice hasn’t stepped within a 10 foot radius of the bed since.