The dog who thinks she’s a cat…

AKA – tales of a spoiled doggy

And you wonder why she's called "Meathead"?
And you wonder why she's called "Meathead"?

Apparently, damn dog decided that since she is allowed on some furniture (this explains why I own leather), she should be allowed on the furniture in whatever manner she so chooses.

I’m used to cats laying on the back of a couch… but a dog? A 50 pound dog?

C’mon! give me a break here!