Me (after finding a towel spread out across an otherwise empty laundry basket): Is this towel clean? Rich: Oh, yeah.
Me: What's up with that?
Rich: I was putting my hockey stuff in the washer and Ms. Kitterson was lounging in Ms. Kitty's blue chair. Ms. Kitty looked out of place so I was trying to create an attractive alternative for her to lounge in the laundry room.
Me: I hope you realize this makes you a crazy cat lady. There's no turning back now, really.
So I guess that means we'll be keeping the blue chair for awhile until we can find another "attractive alternative" for the kitties.