I realized today that I have very few photos of my home without that rascally Monkey in the picture.
This is one of the few, and it must be that she had already gone downstairs to bed.
Because nearly every other photo looks like this.
Or sometimes this.
That's it, Monkey, get in a good stretch. You've been working hard, of course, keeping the chair from drifting off like a balloon.
There she is again, curled up in her favorite chair in front of the fire.
Sometimes she'll swap chairs, especially if she wants to go annoy her mommy.
I'm so glad I invested in good furniture so my pups can be comfortable.