Fun Houzz: 12 Discerning Dogs Pick Their Favourite Seat on Houzz
Supplying your dog with a bed does not guarantee that he or she will use it. As these pooches show, there are lots of tempting alternatives
You can lead a horse to water, but you cannot make it drink, as the saying goes. The same is true of dogs. You can direct them to their specially purchased, rather expensive, beautifully handcrafted dog bed, but you cannot make them choose it over and above the sofa. Or the armchair. Or the footstool. Or your bed… So what is it about our furniture that our canine chums can’t resist? Dogs, it’s time to explain yourselves!
I overheard my owner briefing the architect. It was all ‘clean lines’ this and ‘sleek surfaces’ that. But what about me? Where can a labrador go for a nice sit down and a chew? The sofa is literally the only option.
Corridors are so underused, don’t you think? Humans speed along them, rushing between rooms, but they never just stop and enjoy the space. I do though. I love a corridor, me.
What chihuahuas can teach us about interior design
What chihuahuas can teach us about interior design
I measure about 35cm, paw to shoulder — give me a break! If you were that short, you’d want to climb up on a chair now and then to check out the view.
I know, I know, I’m too big for this stool. I’ve heard it all before. I just like it, OK? Something about the way my paws dangle off the edge… Reminds me of being a puppy.
Don’t tell me to get out of the bedroom, please. If you only knew how much self-restraint I have exercised in not climbing into that bed and snuggling under the covers, you’d be slapping me on the back and giving me a bag of treats.
Here I am, perched on the top of the sofa back. I like to feel cool brick against my side. It’s all about living the loft dream fully. Plus, I kind of match the artwork, don’t I?
And here I am sitting on a shelving unit. It’s not your obvious place to hang out, admittedly, but sometimes, if I sit here quietly enough, people think I’m an ornament. Then I can jump out on them, barking, and scare them senseless. It’s a riot!
There is a garden chair for her and a garden chair for me. That’s completely as it should be. I am her loyal companion, after all. I’m worth it.
It’s a big room, and I wasn’t really sure where to lie, so I plumped for the centre. Right slap in the middle, where I can keep an eye on things. Until I dose off.
I can only really relax when I am perfectly camoflaged. That’s my excuse for grabbing the armchair, anyway. There was talk of them recovering it in red velvet. I’ll have to cook up another explanation for not using my bed then. Oh well, worry about that when the time comes.
Sshh, don’t tell her I’m on the sofa. Her back’s turned and she’s using that tappy glowing screen thing again. Now’s my chance. Up we go.
More insights into a dog’s view of home decor
More insights into a dog’s view of home decor
I didn’t want to sit on this armchair. I hate armchairs. Bluurggh! Rubbish! It’s just that I honestly, genuinely can’t remember where my bed is. It’s gone clean out of my tiny doggy brain. Sorry. I’ve always been a bit forgetful. It’s like I can never remember whether I have had a walk or not, which is why I have to check with my owners several times a day…
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TELL US…
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