My parents-in-law bought this couch a long time ago. It went through a lot of family  happiness and resisted  several large dogs. After we inherited the couch we used it many years in our living room too. The past few years it stood on our porch.

If it only could talk …… many, many tales and secrets would be told 😉

Today it was thrown into the garbage truck. Together with all the secrets and untold tales. Just a few minutes earlier, Mo urinated “his couch” just one last time, to be sure that it would be recognized as “his couch” in the couch-heaven.

Published by wim harwig

too old to die young, but still making love and not war

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