This was one of the first pieces of furniture I acquired when I moved here to Iowa in 2010. I found it on the curb when I was walking back to the house from downtown. It was like new and I couldn't believe someone was just throwing it away! I was in no position to pick it up at the time, so I took the 2 couch cusions off and carried them the rest of the way home with me to discourage anyone else from claiming the it.
Braden was sitting on this couch playing his guitar when I first realized he was in love with me. And we spent much of our courtship on this couch, talking and cuddling long into the night.
When we got the puppies, they claimed the couch as their own in ways that only puppies do. After we were able to replace it with another curb couch (blue crushed velvet and fortuituously just what we had talked about looking for) we decided it was time to finally part with our now rather smelly floral couch. We called the sanitation department to come pick it up and put it out the night before pick up to help discourage anyone from taking it home. No one wants a dog couch, right?
So now, 3 years, one marriage, and 2 dogs later, it's back on the curb. And once again I'm hoping no one picks it up...