When the wife and I got Orly, we vowed to never let him on the sofa... EVER. Or on the bed.
A few days ago, we were both so tired that when Orly jumped up on the sofa and laid down, we simply did not have the energy to push him off and scold him.
Now he's made the sofa his new home.... but at least he's quiet and sleeps for up to a few hours at a time.
BAD mommy and daddy for breaking the rules. But how do you say no to a face like this?