We don't have wooden chairs; we have these bizarre fabric chairs, like the type you see for convention seating that the ex got cheap. We keep meaning to replace them, but considering we hardly ever eat at the kitchen table (we're more like to eat on the couch or in front of the TV or in front of our computers), it's been getting put off in favor of other shiny things. However, the cats? The cats LOVE to sharpen their claws on the fabric. It's a good thing they're cheap as fuck.
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