What do you mean the couch isn’t a chew toy? You should have told me. I’m afraid this time it’s your fault! GATOR
WHAT?

What do you mean the couch isn’t a chew toy? You should have told me. I’m afraid this time it’s your fault! GATOR
I move into Mum’s spot every time she gets up. I hate it when mum does work. Meg. Never sorry.
Meg is never sorry when she gets her own way. She is, however very good at making me feel guilty for even contemplating doing anything other than walking, patting, feeding or playing with her.
Bocephus, the rottweiler, thinks he is a lap dog and will prove you otherwise when you tell him he is not. No such thing as a personal bubble to Bo.
“I have no sense of personal space. I even knocked my grandpa over in the recliner… I have absolutely no shame. At all.”
Our girl Molly likes to sleep on me while watching television.
Hey! My name is Tyson and I like to sit on the Monopoly Board when my owners are playing, until they bring my own blanket and put it beside them.
Sprout comes to work at the art gallery. He has made it very clear that he prefers to be on top of my hard desk, rather than on the comfy bed underneath the desk. Luckily, visitors to the gallery don’t seem to take TOO much offense.
They bark to go out and once we get up, they dart to the recliner and REFUSE to move!!
My mother often wakes up in the morning to discover she has a new, 20-something kilo hat.
I REPEATEDLY SIT ON YOUR LAP UNTIL YOU MAKE ROOM FOR ME ON THE COUCH! LOVE BARTLEBY
Even though there are multiple dog beds in the house (including one right next to the couch), Riley chooses to force his way onto the couch in the middle of the night – despite attempts to keep him off by putting stools on it.
How can that be comfortable??????