Here's another picture taken right before we started painting the living room windowsills a few years ago. We'd covered the sofa in plastic, leaving one end exposed so Arthur could sit on the arm during the day. He wasn't too happy with this arrangement because, among other things, the plastic made a crinkly sound that really disturbed him. I think it was the dog equivalent of scraping your nails on a blackboard.
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