He has to report every hair and paw print that he cleaned up and how disgusting our house is.
OMG does that sound familiar! LOL. Basically he's totally fine with the dogs and the things that come with having dogs until he goes to cleaning upstairs (where they spend most of their time). Apparently that morning he decided to vacuum the living room and that chair while I was still in bed. Otherwise, usually when he starts cleaning upstairs I run up and grab whatever it is and say "I'll do that!"

So anyway, got up and was having my coffee and I noticed the living room all dusted/cleaned and thought "uh oh." Then he says "I don't want Tasha on that chair anymore, you wouldn't believe all the dog hair on there, and the chair smelled. It was horrible" blah blah.

But like I said, aside from those times, we get along so perfectly. We both love nature and bird watching and gardening. We both love the dogs too, it's just he's more reserved in what he wants to allow them to do in the house.

For now, I just brought her bed out for her to lay on and put a basket in the chair so she just couldn't jump on it. I don't want to have to scold her for getting up there, I'd rather she just got accustomed to laying somewhere else. As you can see on the pictures I took last night, she seemed content enough to doze on her bed.