November 10th 2011 1:31 pm
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Over the weekend Mom, Dad, Middle Lad, Little Lad, and the Wee Lass abandoned Sophie and I while they headed off to visit Dad's Mom, her dog, and her cat. I can't honestly say we were abandoned, as we enjoyed ourselves immensely being entertained by Oldest Lad coming over, with Housemate's Dog, Daisy, and then later in the evening, another dog came to visit, a Corgi puppy.
Grandma has newly re-upholstered chairs at her house -- a lovely Cranberry color. There is of course an problem with Cranberry Colored Chairs: Grandma's Dog is Golden Retriever-Colored, and her cat is Maine Coon-Colored. Mom did not initially even notice Grandma's new Cranberry Chairs, for they were covered over completely in faux-suede sheets.
I have taken, of late, to curling up in one of the living room chairs. The living room is not used for much other than piano/saxophone practice, folding laundry, and setting up train tracks. Mom sits on the couch so that she can crochet, do paper work, or read, while she keeps an eye on Middle Lad doing his homework. Other than that, the room is rather wasted, so I thought that I should try out the chairs. Besides, I was getting tired of Mom complaining about me laying on the clean laundry that has of late piled up on the couch.
Apparently the living room chairs, despite being comfortable, are not for sitting, or even napping. Mom was practical enough to purchase chairs that, while not dog-hair colored, do have a mix of brown, gold, burgundy, green, blues, etc, that manage to at least HIDE dog hair.
So, the moral of this story is that it is best to have chairs outfitted in a covering that closely matches the covering of the incumbent dog and/or cat.
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That's why our furniture is dirt colored.
I have no idea if that was the original color when the furniture was new.
Oooooh, a Maine Coon - they are lovely cats!-REALLY Sounds like the chairs receive a LOT of love!
There is a reason it's called "fur"niture....
I match both the couch and the carpet. Too bad they are different colors and I have mastered the ability to drop the opposite colored fur on either.
This is a funny story. I came after they bought our big sofa but now when mom covers it she makes sure the sheet is a light color like my hair...oh and who ever heard of buying furniture to look at and not sit in...humans are strange!BOL
Woof Woof, Molly
Oh, Molly Morris, Mom is forcing me to make a correction -- the living room chairs were not purchased, but re-upholstered -- they were inherited, and were covered in some wild circa 1970s fabric. Mom had them re-upholstered. The living room is usually a play room for train tracks, and things like Duplos, that can make a mess, but are fun to leave out for days in a row. However, Wee Lass got banished from the Living Room. Mom thought the thermostat was broken. Everyone was complaining that the house was getting too hot, going up to 85, even 87 degrees. Finally one day, Mom was washing dishes, and swore she was having a hot flash. She went into the living room and lo and behold Wee Lass had moved the Duplo bins over to the thermostat, and was using the bins as a stool, in order to fiddle with the thermostat. Good news that the thermostat was not broken, but Wee Lass was banished. The thermostat was also next to the Curio Cabinet (also inherited along with chairs) and Wee Lass could have fallen off the precarious Duplo Bins and hurt herself landing on the glass curio cabinet doors. The curio cabinet is in the corner, about the safest spot it could be, but the combination of heating everyone up and worry about what could have happened ended the living room as a play area, for now.
BOL, Diablo! Good one, little dude.
More importantly, does Wee Lass's "fur" match the furniture, Pennie?
Prof. Chester, a handsome brown dog