Maybe it's the tottering pile of fly fishing magazines on the table, the fly rods leaning against the wing backed chair. Dogs totally at ease or the pair of rubber boots against the curtain.
Tombi watching me, only time her eyes are not on me is when she's sleeping. Sissie and Lady at ease on the chair.
Sissie later decided she needed to get more comfortable.
Tombi decided she'll snooze on Dad's chair.