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A stairway for doggies on their way to heaven

One step at a time: this ageing pooch needs a helping hand to get up on his master's bed. Thanks to House of Bath, there's no more paws-ing on the journey. Click to enlarge.

Spare a thought, if you will, for the faithful hound who's no longer quite as sprightly as he used to be. Once, back in 1998, you could rely on him to jump onto your bed in a single bound. Today, riddled with arthritis and only a short tug of the lead away from that ultimate celestial kennel, Rover needs a bit of extra help. House of Bath obliges with an easy-to-assemble staircase which comes with a machine-washable cover.

The alternative option is to dismantle your bed and put the mattress on the floor.

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  1. Anonymous4:03 AM

    Love it. Why did nobody think of this before? Or maybe they had but Health & Safety held them back in development - there's no bannister! What if the poor pooch slips?

    I shall pass on the details of this amazing discovery to desperate dog owners.

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