You know, I really don't let the dogs on the furniture. Really, I don't. KJ does. It's funny, when I'm home alone they are not on the furniture. When he's here, they just hop right up. I often come home to a mussed up bed, especially since my bed is a great spot to sit on and people/squirrel/dog watch out the window.
The one exception is my bedroom chair. If I'm not in it, there is a dog in it. Woodson doesn't fit, but he makes the best of it. Sophie didn't use it until a few days ago.
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