Many years ago, Betty bought a chair. She liked this chair; it was comfortable, came with an ottoman to put her feet up and looked nice by her living room window. Sitting in her chair to read a good book was especially a pleasure.
Since then, the ottoman has been claimed – and renamed “pickleman” – for napping in the sun and monitoring the front yard for other dogs with the audacity to walk by. And now, Pickles wants the chair.
Even though Betty happens to be sitting in it.