I bought a new free standing high seat the other evening it stands at least 4 metres off the ground, in fact I get acrophobia climbing into it. I decided to assemble it up on the drive just as a dry run before hauling it down through the woods on the small property that I have permission to shoot. I only assembled it to half it’s working height and I still needed oxygen because of the altitude. I sat myself down in the seat and my eldest daughter came out of the door looked at it and asked “where’s the dog supposed to sit, the seat is only big enough for you?”
I ask you she must have inherited her brains from her mother.