In the interest of full disclosure, I left the sock that
serves as a dog chew and the big ol’ orthopedic dog bed in front of the
fireplace. Because when you are an elderly beagledor retriever with a weight
problem, there is nothing better than laying in front of the fire chewing on
a sock. Here is my knitting spot. I’m hoping the places the basset hound
chewed the chair don’t show.
[Thanks Kate! I kind of like the dog bed myself, makes it more homey :)--laurie]