The Good That Goes With The bad

I'm sad that Bob doesn't have his job any more, but I am also a little glad. He had post-it notes all over his desk and I always had to be careful with my tail if I got on his desk, so I wouldn't mess them all up. Plus I couldn't lay on his desk to be near him while he was working. Now all the post-its are gone and I can curl up on his desk when I want to. *smile*