I love watching the Big Bang Theory! I am mesmerized with the witty timing of the actor Jim Parsons and I adore his humorist character: Dr. Sheldon Cooper.

I remember vividly when DH told me he watched “season after season” (on his computer), while riding back from Charleston on the train for eight hours with his cousin.

At that time I had at least heard of the show, but since I am not a “big fan” of television, I never watched it. To be honest the title didn’t peak my interest, so I never tuned in. I had no idea what all the chatter and laughter was about until I saw this one episode….

I laughed that night and I’ve been laughing every since because I have my own Dr. Sheldon Cooper here in Doodleville. It’s Harley…

“This is my spot”

Like Sheldon, Harley has “his spot.” From the moment he was able to leap on the living room couch – he declared that “his spot!”…

As a puppy Harley would wait for me to come home from work…

If it was possible and he could explain in a language I could comprehend – like Sheldon Cooper – he would try to justify his obsession:

• I can see when the little brown truck is coming to drop off my toy/treat
• It’s warm from the sun when I want to take a really good nap
• I know when you’re coming home because I can see the car turn the corner
• And I get to give “shout outs” to the mailman, the trash truck, etc…

Over the years I’ve tried everything to get Harley off of this couch. Nothing has ever worked. Once I tried placing an empty soda can on the cushion, thinking the sound of the coins inside would frighten him as it tipped over when he hopped on the couch.

Negative! He just sat on the opposite side…

Only Harley can climb/jump on a couch without knocking down an empty can…

I knew I had lost both the battle and the war when I watched him perform the “rites of passage” ceremony with Leo…

That is not what I wanted Harley to teach Leo

After much deliberation, (and because I could not find any magic solvent to clean up the arm of the chair where Harley rested his head for the last five years), we decided it was time to let the couch go.

“Don’t weep for us Argentina” – we’ve had this couch for a very long time. I mean a VERY long time. It was time “to-go!”

Our son was in elementary school when we bought it. This couch successfully completed four military assignments AND our son is now thirty five years old!…

All good things must come to an end!

This morning we carried the couch to the curb for the sanitation crew. I honestly believe Harley knew this was the end…

Misty watered colored memories – of the way we were…

Because he no longer had “visibility” from the living room window, I didn’t want him thinking this furniture move was the result of some new decorating idea of mine, and his precious “spot” would remain on the lawn. I wanted him to have closure. So when the trash truck came, I allowed him to go outside and watch his the final episode of “Harley and his spot.”

I explained our strange situation to the sanitation crew. They were very understanding. They were patient and gave him a few extra hops on and off before the cushions hit the truck.

How’s he doing?

You tell me…

HARLEY AND HIS SPOT – new episodes coming next season!

Thanks for reading – hope we made you smile 🙂