It may have been Father’s when his hip hurt, but now it’s mine. If I show him that my tenacity, perseverance, and determination are superior to his, he’ll back down. Then this gem of a pillow will be all mine; no sharing with him. It’ll look wonderful in front of the wood stove.
If I play my cards right, my sister Sabrina won’t notice till it’s too late!
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She definitely looks like she’s claimed territorial rights.
Sabrina really isn’t interested, she has the rocking chair. Marcus loves the donut hollow in the middle of the pillow, and won’t leave it unless you threaten to sitr on him.
Marcus! I got you confused with Sabrina because I’m obtuse… Keep that cushion!
Once in a while I confuse them too.
Shhhhh….not so they can hear you.
Ha! They hear everything.
You weren’t using it!