A Royal Throne

My finished portrait of Kissy Missy (cough cough NOT) needed a worthy spot, far away from dusty floorboards (excuse me Huggy?). I marched over to the big sofa, hoisting the paper high with both hands. Scaling the plush cushions took some serious wriggling with my long limbs, but I scrambled up to the top crest! Wedging the paper securely against the back cushion, I gathered two soft throw pillows with my long arms, flanking the drawing like velvet pillars of an elegant throne. Standing back on the bouncy fabric, I admired the majestic display. She looks like true royalty presiding over the parlor now!