Mauro's feng shui

The other day my human dad vacuumed and scrubbed all the floors and generally cleaned the place up. He thought that the office especially needed cleaning. I had a small fluffy rug that was put in here for me to lay on. Being a natural born entrepreneur, I did what any good businessman would do with his property. I subdivided it into a number of much smaller parcels. My human dad decided that enough was enough and picked up all the pieces and put them in a plastic bag which he tied up and laid on the desk. He then cleaned everything, spread the big rug out and went on to something else, leaving me in the office out of the way. When he came back to the office later, he thought he was going crazy. The pieces of my mat were back on the floor exactly where they were when he picked them up. He had to stop and think to be sure he hadn’t imagined picking them up. Then he saw the little pieces of plastic bag spread around. I had retrieved the bag from the desk, torn it open and replaced things exactly where I wanted them. I have very strong feelings about my feng shui.