Sofa occupation.

It is a sad Sunday for the furballs.

 

The old sofa is going out, a new is coming in.

 

Both dogs and I will miss the old sofa.

 

Soo soft, so comfy, so....dirty and ugly. A great piece of furniture in other words.

 

Moltas took his own felt responsibility and occupied the last remaining part.

 

He also managed to squeeze out tears, as a silent statment of his dissatisfaction.

Done