Our new sofa finally was delivered this past weekend (just in time to watch the game that will never again be mentioned). We were fussing with its position, trying to determine the absolute best place to achieve the maximum chi and TV-viewing angle. Hadn't even yet tested it with our behinds before the pugs decided to christen it with theirs.
|u guys r way too slow|
We did choose the fabric knowing full well that the puglets would be the sofa's main occupants. We brought home swatches of fabric and rubbed them all over the pugs' bodies to determine which one best repelled their incredibly tenacious fur. I highly recommend this maneuver for all items to be brought home -- blankets, clothes, small children, etc.
|we r glad u picked this color to best highlight our fur|
Cleo found the sunniest spot on the sofa in which to rest. Note her judicious use of the fuzzy comfy throw.
Deedee wasted absolutely no time in perching herself on top of the sofa back. Again, as pug-loving suckers, I mean, parents, we designed the sofa so that the back would be wide enough for a pug butt.
|u could've made this a leetle wider|
Bonus: it's also in a sunny spot.
|mama i am working on my tan|