I'm no longer on my meds. I still can't jump up on to the couch, but I refuse to use the steps. I bark at her and she will pick me up most times. SHE's not too bright, I just don't understand why she doesn't understand the difference between "I want to go out, I want a treat, and put me on the couch." I know what I need. Mostly I sleep on my own little bed on the floor.