When we first adopted Topher, I was adamant that there would be No Dogs On The Couch. This was mostly for the sake of my allergies, but also for the sake of our couch—newly purchased and nice-looking, I feared the abuse it would potentially take from our very slobbery, muddy-almost-all-the-time new addition. So, the rule stayed. It stayed for a full year…and then I went out of town.
I won’t blame my husband for being weakened by the pitiful sad eyes of our adorable dog while I was away, but suffice it to say that since Alt Summit, Topher has become a couch dog. Which meant that we needed an easy way to keep a barrier between our lovely grey couch and all the white hair that Topher sheds daily (so much hair, it’s bananas). Topher loves to nest in blankets, so a simple fix like that had little to no chance of actually staying on the couch.