Are we leaving again?

Mom & Dad are packing again.  Only this time, it's really serious.  EVERYTHING, and I mean EVERYTHING is going out the door.  I'm a little afraid I might be next.  There are two piles of boxes in the living room.  That's where my favorite couch is.  I've been trying to hide so I won't get boxed up!

Look at all those boxes!  The ones on the right are going home with us (and the piano).  I'm kinda glad the piano is coming home with us.  I like listening when Mom plays.  It puts me to sleep.  The other pile is going to the Missouri Botannical Garden.  Mom says they have a Little Shop Around the Corner.  But I've been in all of our corners here, and I've never seen their Little Shop.  Whatever, I don't really need baskets and lampshades.  They can have them.  

I've decided I better find a spot where no one will see me.  So I don't end up in the Shop Around the Corner.

What do you think:  On the couch?

Or in this little space between the couch and the chair?  

I'm thinking, I could sneak up on the couch and fall asleep on it and no one would know the difference.  That is, unless the couch goes?  Would they take my favorite couch?  No I'm sure they wouldn't do that.

Hope your favorite couch is safe!

Love, G