The Red Sofa
When I moved into the new place I was just camping here for the first week – I think all I brought was my bed, a suitcase full of clothes, my laptop, a table, and a chair. And a dog bed. And Sweetie, of course. The first few nights of that week Sweetie slept on the dog bed. Then she sort of migrated up to my bed. One of the last things that arrived from Germantown was the red sofa, and until it arrived she slept on my bed during her long doggy daytime naps and at night.
When we would go up to Germantown she would get onto the red sofa and stay on it till we were ready to head back; no wandering round the house, just bonding with the sofa. The sofa arrived here and it seemed that for the first couple of days she couldn’t believe it. Now, if she’s in the house she’s on the red sofa all the time. She has completely stopped spending any time on my bed, and won’t go on it even when she’s invited.
The red sofa is her friend.