He has to work to fit in such a small space. But he's willing to do that work. He's a trooper.

He can't get on his usual couch because its holding our coffee table, in preparation for floor cleaning. Friday is cleaning day. I've been off and on the computer all morning. In the off moments I do laundry and move furniture and clean bathrooms and change sheets and see after the kitchen and get ready for grocery shopping and etc etc etc. Meanwhile, the dog abides.