The Great Cover-up

I had two weeks to enjoy the pleasures of a new couch when I found the first fang marks embedded in the arms of the sofa. I’d hoped Tuna would ignore the couch until I could find the right slipcover to protect the material, but he’s got his own agenda, so no such luck. Using quilts and blankets, I fashioned a makeshift cover (with his help, of course) that’s thick enough to sustain sharp claws and I’m happy to report that so far, the thicknesses have held and the two dozen safety pins holding things together remain in place. Sigh.

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