One day, the ottoman was pulled out a little bit from the chair, and, because Copper's so old, she couldn't get up into her chair anymore. This is how we found her:

I thought, "This is perfect! She'll just sleep on the ottoman from now on and our chair won't be ruined by dog hairs."
Well, one night, she flipped completely upside down and backwards off of the ottoman. My poor doggie. So the ottoman is now pushed back up against the chair where Copper now safely sleeps once again.
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