Over Christmas break the girls went to go spend a few days at the grandparents house. So it was me, hubby and Tucker. When we finally made it out of bed in the mornings we'd find Tucker on the couch in the front room. Snug as a bug in a rug. At first we thought it was cute. Then he kept doing it. Then we started to hollar and swat him on the nose.
We've been lenient up until this point. We don't crate him. We put him in the bathroom by the back door when we leave. At night he would just fall asleep in the front room and we'd leave him there. Now we know why he likes to fall asleep in the front room.
I walked into the front room to grab a phone number mid morning and he was back up on the couch. Sorry honey, people furniture is for people. The dog will now be put in the bathroom at night. The party is over.