My fat dog clearly believes the she is queen of the universe. Bean thinks everything belongs to her. New dog toys? Definitely hers. New dog bed? Hers. Old dog bed? Still hers. (We have a new dog living at my parents’. Nothing belongs to him in Bean’s opinion.)
New lawn chairs? They were clearly meant for her.
Bean thinks they were meant for her to lounge on and demand pets from me and my sister. Why else would they exist?