At my house, as you have previously seen, the couch pretty much belongs to us dogs.
I have even had my fluffy butt in the recliner.
Of course, this was when I first came to live at my house and I only weighed 79 pounds, so it was a bit easier to fit my fluffiness in it.
Funny thing is, that tonight when mom came into the family room (seen above) and dad was sitting in the recliner, which is usually mom's chair, she had to sit way on the other side of the couch (usually where I lay) because Abby was sitting in the spot closest to the end table. At that point dad laughed and told her they needed to get another couch. Mom said "you mean for the dogs?" And he said.......... "No, for us." HA!!!
So, as you can see, we have the humans totally trained that since the couch is FURniture, therefore it belongs to those of us with FUR. Which basically means........NOT the humans.
Here is my whiney pathetic brother Samuel sitting on the couch in his own strange way. Notice his butt isn't on the cushions. It's on the ARM of the couch. There is something significantly wrong with this Sibe. I just haven't figured out what it is yet.
I, apparently, am the only one who knows the "proper" way to take over the FURniture.
(dogs rule the FURniture in this house)