Corgis have away of commandeering comfortable spaces for themselves. Once a Corgi has claimed or conned you out of your favorite “parking spot”, it’s all but impossible to persuade him out of it.
Those limpid, expressive eyes and “who, ME?” looks of indignation (or self-satisfaction) render even the stubbornest “no dogs on the furniture” stalwarts helpless.
Complain if you must, but isn’t it better to join ’em if you can’t beat ’em?
They know exactly what they’re doing. Why? Because they are Corgis.
End of story.