The seating arrangement has gotten ridiculous here at night. Rooney and Jack are in a perpetual battle over who gets to sit next to Dad on the couch. Many times, to appease Rooney, who knows exactly how to push his buttons, Andy ends up sitting on the edge of the couch so Rooney is comfortable. I won't play Musical Chairs with them, so I sit in my comfy chair, unencumbered, while he sits there looking miserable.
I decided last night, enough was enough. So, we set about moving furniture around. We brought a chair in from the living room, moved the sofa sideways and basically set it up so everyone had a place to sit. This relatively minor thing set everyone into a major flaboodle. You would have thought we moved into a completely different house.
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| I told you I'm not afraid of you - so go drool someplace else! |
First of all, Jack no longer had the advantage over Rooney with regard to the couch. He was flummoxed. Rooney was upset because it was her Dad in the comfy chair now, and she couldn't fit in there, too, no matter how hard she tried. Then there were the cats. The furniture rearrangement had the greatest effect on them.
Boo! was so excited, her actions bordered on dangerous. She has never experienced a smack-down from Jack, the way everyone else has, so she is not afraid of him. This translates into very cavalier behavior. Last night she really pushed her luck. At one point, she bit his foot, which was dangling off the end of the couch. Then she catapulted off his head as she did an aerial act up and over the newly positioned couch. We keep a blanket over the couch to curtail drool and such from destroying the upholstery. Boo! went up and under the blanket and teased Dash. He wasn't sure what was under the blanket but it had teeth and claws and moved like a mole.
I can't say any of the kids were happy about the move, but Andy looked much more comfortable as he had a turn in the comfy chair. I may never get it back again!
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