It has just been brought to my attention that Brutus and his sister Sadie are special snowflakes. Not only do they block the walkway between the couch and wall:
but I was just sitting here reading the SS thread in between appointments when I heard barking from out back. Since we don't yet have our backyard fenced (hopefully next summer), they have a 50 foot dog run that attaches to their collars. Sometimes Brutus will wind himself around around a bush and won't be able to reach the back door. When that happens, he'll bark for me, and I'll go unwind him and he'll go inside while I try to fix the rope so it doesn't happen again. (We could shorten it, but I really don't want to give them a smaller area to play)
Three times today, I've heard him barking, gone out back, and there he sits, not wound up or anything, six feet away from the door. He just wanted the door open before he started walking toward it. What a little prince. Now he sits in hubby's recliner, snoring, while I try to work, and Sadie lays on the couch, obstructing my track ball. I've gotten to the point I just use her as an armrest instead of shooing her down. So. Spoiled. Rotten.
Edited to add: I am now typing this around Brutus's head. He got down from the recliner, walked over, jumped onto the couch, put his head in my lap, and went back to sleep. Snoring rather loudly. You have to admire the audacity. I'm glad I have the touch pad turned off.