When I bought this house someone gave me a coffee table book called "Dancing with Cats", with astounding pictures of very artsy-types doing all sorts of creative dancing with their cats, their cats copying their poses (or the other way around, who knows). I had several cats at the time and as a joke I tried to dance with them, and they just sat in the sun, yawned, and thought I was nuts.
Regarding the sofa, the reason why my friend used one is he had one - didn't have any large heavy blankets or quilts that his wife was willing to part with.
So, the ugly beige sofa with two very large sunflowers patterned on it that he's not allowed to throw out (per order of same wife) gets flipped on it's end and used as a gobo instead. Me, I would have snuffed a few cigars on it to make it a "unacceptably damaged" then be instructed to get rid of it but my friend isn't that mean, or clever?
We all make the best out of what we have.