Yesterday the postman brought something pretty pawesome to our house. It was this weird purple tube that Momma said was our new Purple mattress. A new mattress? Just for me? Purple is the royal color, so it must be a mattress for the KING of our house, right?
First Momma had to take away our OLD mattress, with its broken box spring. So long!
She furgot to take pictures of the next pawts, but she set up the new platform the mattress goes on with LOTS of muttering and HBO words. Apparently the royal people aren't very good at directions. THEN she opened up the big purple tube and started unrolling...and unrolling...and unrolling! There was lots of packing stuff on it, but as she got it opened it started hissing like those mean geese on our walk and getting BIGGER. Finally it fluffed out to this!
We thought it looked ready for a test drive then, but Momma had to put on all the sheets and blankets and stuff before SHE thought it was ready.
When she was FINALLY ready, we all hopped up for a quick test drive.
Ahhhhh. I tell you, folks, this mattress is definitely fit for King Casey. It's very comfy. (The platform is a little higher than I'm used to, but luckily Momma promised not to tell anyone that I fell off the side the furst time I tried to jump up. That's why we have the bench at the end, so I can get up when my arthritis is bugging me.) Momma said her back didn't hurt at all when she woke up this morning, AND we woke up before the alarm without her feeling still tired! THAT is a miracle, folks. We can't wait to give this bed a good trial and see how it feels when we're all really used to it.
Don't worry, Momma, Jessie and I will break it in for you in no time!