Quite some time ago I upset the kids by MOVING a piece of furniture. It became horrifying and untouchable.
My foolish idea of them cuddling with me on it while I relaxed and read a distant pipe dream.
Then one day I found Rusty asleep on the chair. Progress!
And just this week…
Princess deigned to perch on the armrest with me in the chair.
(of course I *had* bribed her with a few kitty treats and she left almost immediately after)
I remain hopeful. Sometime in my lifetime…