I’ve had this green(ish) chair for more than ten years. It’s seen better days. As such, it’s the only piece of furniture Rosy’s allowed on, and usually only when she’s invited up to sit with me. But today she was sleeping when I got up, looking much too cute to be disturbed…

It sure was nice of the squeaky dog to share the chair with her. Not like that mean monkey that kicked her off her pillow and onto the floor a few nights ago…