There's a chair in the house.

It's square-ish in shape and smack-dab in the prime viewing range of the television.

It's perfect for relaxing when you're feeling a little run down.

Ittybit sat there most of the day yesterday, shaking off the effects of her big-deal-dental-appointment.

This morning she was feeling much better.

It's nice to see her smile again.

Even if her teeth are filled with silver.