It Must be Comfortable ...

The kids are obsessed with Rory's dog bed.  They love to roll around in it, eat their snacks in it, and play in it -- even when Rory's in it.  I cringe, but it's impossible to keep them out of it.  Every time I turn around, another one's diving in.

But recently it developed a rip, which got larger and larger until we eventually admitted that Rory needed a new one.  The kids seem to like it just as much, but at least I can tell myself that it's clean(er) and less stinky than the old one.