Hilarious! I am in a mess here, re-arranging things and furniture and boxes and piles all over. Shaft comes in this morning, for his breakfast and looked around in fright and dismay. What happened to my food dishes, and where are my favorite milk-cap rings and tops, my jingle balls, and that squeaky red frog toy that I am afraid of? And, why is this hide-a-bed out here in the foyer?