At the first store I stopped at, the salesperson asked me “whats your sleep number?” I didn’t particularly think that was any of his business, but I told him that on a good day, I sleep number was about 18 hours. He said that, no I didn’t understand, if I got on the display bed, HE would tell me my number. WELL! He obviously has not heard that I already have a boy cat friend! I quickly left.Next I went to a store that featured “pillow top” mattresses. I did not stay there long. This concept did not make sense to me at all. If I want a nice squishy top on my mattress, I just have to jump on the bed and get on Mommie’s stomach – it is very squishy!
After those two failed stores, I decided what I really need to do is talk Mommie into getting a water bed. I mean think about it – if you wake up in the middle of the night thirsty, all you have to do is extend a claw and presto! – instant water fountain!