Bests & Worsts Reviews from Amazon

I bought this just shy of a year ago. I loved it. It was the very best thing in my world. It migrated under the sheet and had to be repositioned occasionally but that's NBD. It flattened slightly (my husband and I made clearly visible depressions). That just made it comfier in my opinion. Like a whole body bear hug you could sigh into and all was right with the world. Then we took in a foster dog. A shitzhu mix. The little monster peed on my very best thing while I was in it. And not just a little bit. I was horrified. Panicked. I'd rather someone had keyed my car or slapped me across the face. I took it to the laundry and had it washed. Like pet cemetary, it came back wrong. All the fill had migrated somehow with the quilted stitching still intact so all of my softness was effectively being held hostage in half of the squares. But I didn't give up. I shook and smooshed as best I could while my husband stood by shaking his head pitifully saying, "It's done for honey. Let it go." "No! How can you say that?! I can save it!" I cried, "I have to!" But I couldn't save it. It's currently balled up in the corner of my bedroom because I'm so attached to it I can't bear to throw it away. Not to mention it probably won't fit in the trash can. And now it's $10 more than it was and I can't afford to replace it right now. So I haven't had a decent nights sleep in days, my body aches again (specifically my hips neck and shoulders), and I'm beginning to seriously consider sleeping on the floor in a ball with my very best thing. I might sound like a head case, but not a single word is an exaggeration. I loved that mattress topper. I swear even my dreams were better sleeping on it. Now, it's the only one I've owned so maybe it's this way with all of them, I've nothing to compare it to. But I can't imagine anything else could be better. Definitely not memory foam. That crap just feels wrong on a body. Moral of the story is; buy it, love it, protect it and always, ALWAYS beware of shitzhus. (Now, I know you're wondering and yes, the dog is alive and well and a beloved member of the family. He has absolutely no clue he's caused me such distress and heartache... the monster.)