Cats, it's their world we just live in it.

Okay, so ours isn't the most fabulously expensive house on the cul-de-sac and my (note - MY) doodad room isn't the most fashionably decorated doodad room in the country but it's *our* house and that's *my* rocking chair in *my* doodad room! So how come I can get everyone including Only Daughter (who is finally reconciled to the fact that it is indeed a for real live Doodad room and no longer her bedroom) to understand that but the cats??

Sigh.......