A 8 years ago my friend Angie had wanted a lap quilt to snuggle in while watching tv. (Nothing fancy just and old plain jane type.) Angie had a toy poodle called Cotton who was always with her on the couch. A year ago Angie was killed in an auto accident and her daughter took Cotton to stay with her. Cotton whinned and whimmper for days and would not eat she didn't know what to do. When she had gone to her mothers home to take care of things, Cotton jump on the couch and curled up in the quilt and stopped whining. Cotton is now the the owner of the quilt.