One of the dogs beds opened a seam in the last few weeks and had a 6 inch gaping hole on the top with stuffing/fuzz coming out. It wouldn't have a been a big deal except for the fact that the puppy likes her fuzz like politicians like fuzzy math. Yeah, that much. So Alycia grabbed her sewing kit and, even though she's not the fastest seamstress in the world, doggedly (I went there with my awesome pun so deal with it) set out to repair the dog bed. I figured that she'd work at the table or even on the couch, but she decided to sit down on the floor to work on the dog bed.
"Uhh you know what's going to happen if you do that, right?" I inquired.
"What? It's fine."
Sure enough about six seconds later, this happened.