The new big box!

After mommy and daddy came home from work today, LATE again... they carried in a very very big box with plastic straps wrapped around it. I've never seen a box so big! After they brought it in they spent a long time moving around different furniture pieces - which, by the way, I found a new treat hidden under one of them.

I couldn't help them move anything but the couch, I did my best to sit right in the center to keep it balanced if it tipped in either direction. That's the most a kitten my size could do, but I know it helped because that was the fastest thing to move. After everything was rearranged in the room I quickly scanned the newly exposed carpet for more treats that might have gotten loose. I'm sorry to say I didn't find any, but I guess that means my hunting skills are just too good for them.

After a long time of planning out cords and cables, that I am never allowed to play with, mommy and daddy finally opened that huge box. It was an odd box, with a small separate piece for a lid on both top and bottom, and the sides were just one large piece folded three times. It's no wonder they needed the plastic strips to hold it together, that box was not a REAL box after all. Still, once they took the large black object out, the box was all mine to play with.

This box was awesome! I could climb up the dining room chairs and table and jump onto the white hard foam shapes and some foamy blanket too. Upon my third pounce I was deceived by the foam because as soon as I jumped on it everything collapsed and before I knew it I was at the bottom of the box in a big pile of foam scraps. I was just about to cry out for help but then I found the plastic strip pieces wiggling and I couldn't help but attack it. That kept me very busy for a long time, do you know how hard it is to bite plastic?

Just when I was starting to get somewhere with the plastic strips, mommy laughed at me and pulled me out of the box. We all sat down on the couch together and watched the big black object light up. It was put in the place of the old tv, but it was more than twice it's size, and longer too! I really can't believe I missed out on examining the object before, but the box ate me up so I had no choice anyway.

What I don't understand is, daddy spent alot of time pushing buttons to "set it up". It was standing perfectly already. I discovered lots of walking space on the wooden stand that used to hold the old tv. That tv took up every inch of that stand but this new one left perfect pathways in front and behind it! What confuses me is, everytime I go near the new tv mommy or daddy pats me really hard and yells at me. I keep thinking they are petting me so I just purr to let them know I am happy too. Though I get the feeling they are not patting me to show me they are happy. I decided to wait until they are gone to examine the new tv, at least that way they won't bother me while I try to focus.