"You're sure?" Biffy asked. He followed behind with the box spring, carrying it as if it weighed no more than a cardboard box. "Tell me where you'd like it." There was no other furniture yet and no bed frame. Biffy had a few choice selections in mind but he supposed he ought to cede her room decorations. Even if they didn't coordinate the rest of the house. It mattered less in the countryside and gave the house more character.

Stepping carefully around Pawvus, Biffy nudged the cat away. "Pawvus, you'll look like one of those cats with the smashed-in faces if you don't move out of my way and that will be unfortunate." Even he had to admit that Pawvus was a handsome cat, even if his slightly crossed eyes gave him a look of being constantly dumbfounded.

"Do you like it as well? Or is Kitten the deciding vote?"