You never made me get off the couch.
Oh, hello
Gail Boenning
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Cute! I’ve got my own lounging version sitting at my feet as I lie upon my own couch typing this.

Who, me?

He has the run of the couches, but he knows not to sit in my spot on the couch, because he has his very own spot right at the end of the couch. The other couch is a love seat, and he will often stretch out on it, covering one end right to the other. This fellow could be nearly 5 feet tall when he stands up! (He does stand up too, if you dangle a treat high enough!)

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