The back of a couch is no place for a dog. She was dealt with appropriately and I don't think we'll be seeing her up their anytime soon. Molly has her spot. Why can't Tess seem to find an appropriate one?
Ahh, that's better.
A few weeks ago I came to the realization that floors were made for dogs. I got sick of late night/early morning power struggles right next to me as I slept. New rule...no dogs in bed, no dogs on the couch. Molly can keep her spot on the chair and Tess is s.o.l. They can still sleep in the bedroom, they can still jump up on the bed and pant away to alert me when an unexpected gastric emergency is immanent, but there will be no further unbridled access. This is the law. Take it or leave it.
Updated: I've been trying to get a Yin Yang picture. Tonight we got so close.
Updated again: They did it! We have Yin Yang! Everyone must now be at peace.
Last one: Tess ruins the balance of the universe. Molly, unaware of the shift in the universe's dynamic, chooses to remain asleep.