Taking up more than her fair share of the sofa.
It’s already lost its squeaker and the guts are spilling out all over the living room. I give it another 2 days.
“I’m just lying here, minding my own business. (Now that you’re looking.)”
“Yes, I am on the sofa, but I am only tasting the pillow.”
“… you noticed I’m up on the sofa next to you?”