Someone has figured out how to climb up the back of the sofa and onto the divider between the living room and the kitchen. I suspect he’s stalking the cats’ food bowl on the breakfast bar which is pushed up against the wall right there. Naughty, naughty.
After I took his mug shot, I fussed at him to get down and told him that Pugs don’t belong up there, just like Puggies don’t belong on the coffee and end tables, but I’ve caught him on those before too. 
Once, I saw him from my car and there I was in my car parked on the street gesturing for him to get down and fussing that he knew better while he watched me from atop my coffee table in the middle of my living room through the picture window across my front yard. My neighbors surely think I’m crazy.
(By the way, don’t forget to stop by all the other folks who are Friday Arking.)
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What a bad little puppah!
I love the story of you looking at him on the coffee table through your window. Seriously, it made me laugh!