We have a really sweet dog, if I haven't said already. His Grandma bought him this really swanky dog bed. Sealy. Memory foam. Well, at some point he decided that it needed a bit of freshening up every evening and he started digging at it to fluff up the memory foam.
Recently, my son's room (where the dog sleeps on his swanky bed) started smelling like a farm. So I washed the dog bed.
I found that his nightly floofing had torn a hole in the skimpy lining they had around the memory foam bits. So I had to go get stuff to fix it. Then I found that the foot pedal thing for my sewing machine was missing. So I had to order a new one. It came in today. Something like 5 days early.
So I am off to sew a doggy mattress. Yay!
This really is a positive thing. I promise!
