What don’t you see?

I popped by my mum and Dan’s last week. Had a quick chat, tried the fresh-baked cookies, pet Holly (right in front of Dan in this photo). As I’m at the door leaving my mum looks at me and pauses… “did you not notice the huge fridge in the middle of the living room?”. I stood right in front of it and didn’t see it. And I call myself perceptive?