If you’d like to send me photos to include in next week’s “pets on furniture” post, please ensure your photos follow my basic rules: First, the pet must be on a piece of furniture. And said piece of furniture must be clearly visible in the photo, so it takes center stage rather than your pet. Think of it more of a photo of a great piece of furniture that you want to show off…and your pet happens to be sitting on it. And second, if the photo is too dark or unfocused then it may not make the cut. Photos, your name, location and a brief description can be sent to desiretoinspirekim@hotmail.comand PLEASE don’t send closeups of your pet! Thanks!

This is our one year old dalmatian Glico resting on our new mat.  
– Rob & Natsuki (Brisbane)

This is Greta. She has the whole bed to sit on, but decides to sit on my boots in a box.
– Sarah (Victoria, BC)

socky on the wicker
– Elizabeth

Here is a picture of Bruno & Ella from Ottawa. “It’s a ruff life being this awesome”
– Mandy

perhaps you like to post our lovely cat Mia sitting on our Sitzfeldt-Sofa (on our new big nursing pillow;-)) 
– Elisabeth (Munich, Germany)

2005 was not a good year for me and my then husband. We lost 5 pets including our beloved Sheltie Kirby and our resident goofcat Dink. The day after we lost Kirby we went to the Humane Society. There we met the furry fire-ball then known as Mikey.  As we were leaving, the staff wished us “good luck”! Seems the lil guy had knocked an entire computer off the desk! On the ride home Ex and I decided on the name Jenks after a character in a book we were reading.
The first picture I’ve included is from this very first day.  Jenks was a bit of a live wire and this was him rising to the top literally and figuratively in dominance in the apartment.
Years have passed, I’m now divorced and Jenks is about 7 years old. No longer a kitten, not so lightning fast and dealing with Type 2 Diabetes. He spends his days sleeping and eating like any respectable older gentleman. Occasionally playing and sometimes crying out cus he wants to be held. I call him the Little Prince or my Lil Man. He’s been with me thru a lot and the partment and everything in it is his to use as he pleases. Oddly, he rarely lays on the furniture and never on my bed. The second picture is incredibly rare and that why I wanted to share it.
– Barb

Last Monday evening my husband and I said goodbye to our sweet Bubba Cheeks. We knew it was the right thing to do but damn was it ever hard to see him take his last breath while curled up in my husband’s arms. You can read the sad story of how he came into our lives here. He was about 20 years old, and spent the last 11 or so in our home. It is really strange not having him around, but so much calmer and peaceful now that we have a house full of healthy cats. We’ll miss Cheeks a ton (and Edgar who passed 2 months ago) but he left this world the opposite of how he came into it – happy and loved like crazy. Here are a few more photos of him – the first is from the summer of ’05, the other 2 from the last couple of months. RIP Cheeks.