An (almost) Perfect Companion

Today was a beautiful day in Pearland. It was sunny and clear, with (miracle) a slight breeze. Holly and I decided to catch some sun in the backyard before the humidity takes over Houston for the summer. Now, we don't have a lounge chair, so I make due with the cushions from our patio set and a beach towel. Usually, Holly finds somewhere in the grass to lay while I stretch out on the cushions. Today though, after fetching my towel I turned around to find this:

How could I make her get off with a face like that. I know that Neil would have no problem shooing her away, and that I am a softy :-), but she's my sole companion during the day, so I decided that we could make it work!

Here's a shot of how our setup looked today. I admit my feet were dangling in the itchy grass, but that's ok. Of course, Holly lost interest in the sun long before I did, so I let her inside while I finished bronzing for the day. When I came inside though, our relationship had to take a turn. We no longer could be "best companions". This is what I found:

Animals on the furniture is not ok at the Moore house (and she is fully aware of this rule, but has recently chosen to violate it), so I quickly (after taking the picture of course), got my stern face on and made her get off the chair. So much for companionship!