Asleep In Dad's Leather Chair

Zoe has discovered the famous La-Z-Boy leather chair which is exclusively my husband's.  No one is allowed to sit in it or even sniff it :o), but Zoe can.  She's not big enough to jump into it by herself, so the only way she can get up into the chair is if she has assistance.  Zoe's little back legs just don't have enough oomph to get her up into the comfy chair. We have an African Grey parrot named Bilbo (his real name is Bilbo Baggins of the Hobbit) that has this saying when he sees one of us sitting in the family room in our chairs:  "sleepin' in the chair?", which is what is usually happening in front of the TV.  Bilbo says the phrase in his perfect voice that mimics my husband's. 

So now comes Zoe sitting in the King's chair.
Calling it her own as if she was the Queen.










And then slowly, very slowly Zoe's getting sleepy.  The power of the comfy leather chair begins to take over.











Zoe lays down and makes herself more comfortable...












And then it happens, the spell of The Chair takes over and Zoe falls fast to sleep.

Good Night Everyone, Goodnight Elmo.