Double Parlor

To the right, off the entrance hallway is a double parlor. There are pocket doors which separate the two rooms - perhaps so the ladies could plot their suffragette revolution while the gents smoked cigars and talked business. The front parlor has a large bay window which Gabe has made his station for his manifold sentry duties. He resisted temptation to jump up on the window seat for the first few days we lived here. He would look at us longingly and then look at the window seat and back at us, kinda like this... 

After a while we gave in. Lacking a flock of sheep, the poor dog needs something to do with his time. Looks like we're going to have to special order a very large dog bed.