Herbie

My sister recently sent over a cat in a box. Sexless and floppy, with a pale underbelly and a greenish cast, this fellow looked distinctly unappetizing. The wife said, "What is it?" And so, I read the instructions on the box.

It turned out to be a densely compacted and fairly heavy herb cushion in the shape of a cat. According to my sibling, you were supposed to drape it over your eyes to shut out the light, clear your sinuses, and have a good night's sleep.

And that is why I spent the night with a cat draped over my face. I have named him(?) Herbie.