this is what we call the supercrack. Grandma B figured out that this was the best place to put me when I try to sleep or am somewhat docile on the first floor of the house. It's basically the crack between two sofa cushions, overlaid with a quilt my great grandmother made. I probably spend 7-9 hours a day in the supercrack. I always have to be 'head in' because my amazingly strong legs have this kick reflex that could shoot me to the coffee table were I to have something to kick off of.