Lucas isn’t allowed on the sofa. The reason? Everywhere he goes, he leaves piles of blonde doggy fur behind, and this is the one place guests can sit without being completely coated. Well, except their knees get it anyway because he leans up against everyone.
Anyway, I walked downstairs to refill my coffee only to discover…
I’m pretty sure he thought he could blend in with the throw pillows.
Oh Lukey!
We’ve given up. Sofas and beds are just too tempting for a pup. We rely on sheets on the furniture that we can whip off when company arrives.
If you ever manage to keep Luke off the couch no matter what, I hope you’ll write about it. I’m skeptical. 🙂
Pamela, I’m not sure we’ll be able to solve this one! Last night the little bugger slept on the sofa!