You may remember a couple of days ago when I talked about how my people noticed that I had been sneaking on the leather furniture while they were gone. Well, for the last three days that they were away from home, they've been trying to fight me about this couch thing. The first day, they put my bin of toys on the loveseat thinking that I would decide I couldn't sleep there and go back to my bed. Seriously? Weak attempt. I just spent that day on the big couch.

The next day, they thoght that putting a single folding chair laying across the big couch. Too easy. At first I just laid on the side of it, but by the end of the day I had just pushed the chair off the couch onto the ground and had the whole thing to stretch out on. So yesterday, they put a folding chair AND a wooden folding table on the big couch, the toy bin on the loveseat, and honestly thought i was too big to fit on the recliner. Me? Too big? HA! I may or may not have hung over the edge(s) a little, and I might have looked really awkward, but I am NOT sleeping on the floor after feeling the comfy leather seats. The recliner it was... all day long.

So today, they get ready to take off, and they put another folding table in front of the chair, in addition to all of the junk they have been throwing on the couches the last couple of days. They're really going at me hard, it seems. Just look at this scene on the couches.

Pretty obtrusive right? Well their stupid little tables are no match for me. Just take a look at my form as I leap OVER the corner of the table and onto the luxurious leather.

Aaahhhh so comfortable. Now that I'm here, why not practice sitting like a person in the char? "Bring me dinner to my table, please!!!"

And if the people are going to put a table in my way? I'm going to use it for comfort too!

.........Nice try, suckers.