Short story for ya. Rain falls, wind blows, lightning cracks — thunder goes boom real big. I saw the dog jump, but when I wasn’t looking, the dog emptied it’s apparently very-full bladder on my bed comforter. I hauled it into Martinizing. When I got it back, it looked whiter than when I had originally handed it over, no yellow stain, and no grody gross smell. Two lessons learned: First, I might have found a dry cleaner I can trust, even with big expensive items. Second, keep the dog off the bed during thunderstorms.