Pillow Fight at 20:11

What I'm Doing at 20:11 in 2011... I'm hitting the sack early tonight, so I have to start the "going to bed routine" by myself. The first step is to pull all of these (basically) ornamental pillows off of the bed. (Which is what I was doing when I heard the alarm.) Why are they on there in the first place? I ask myself this question over and over again...

I guess they do provide a pretty luxurious place for Daisy to lounge in the afternoons. That's worth it, right?