True to form, this cover has survived multiple years of daily post muddy hikes and or Mt bike rides, regardless of terrain or precipitation. Muck, sand, snow, you name it, the hammock hasn't failed. After picking out my pup from a shelter, and processing all the paperwork, they transferred her to my arms saying she had already peed in a towel when they tried to pick her up a few minutes prior. They had graciously wrapped her in a new freshly laundered towel before handing her to me. And I held her away from my chest, my arms extended, just in case. She's my first ever pup Needless to say, I spent most of the hour long drive eyeballing that 5 month old rescue pup in the rearview mirror-- both terrified of what she might do to my car, and how my life might change. Especially how many things might get urinated on. I started a mental inventory and braced for the worst. A few days later, a friend recommended the Active Pets Hammock/ Seat Cover and I immediately ordered it ; Anything to protect my car given the unpredictable nature of the small creature's bladder. My fears were unwarranted however. She was house trained in a day and had only one or two accidents in public places in the months after. The hammock would mostly serve as a way to manage odor, muddy paws, and the onslaught of constantly shedding fur. Every so many months I'd drop the cover in the washer, let it air dry and return it to the back seat, making my car smell fresh and clean. One summer day, two years in, just I was letting down my guard, my pup and I drove to the ocean in search of a beach that would allow both human and dog to touch the water. For me a return to an awe inspiring landscape; for her a first time with new smells and strange winds and water. Finding a mere 100 feet under a bridge of sand and waves that would allow us both to put foot and paw in the water, she was beside herself with joy and trepidation. With so much mixed emotion, or perhaps the fact that she is super food motivated, she stress-ate an entire crab in one gulp. It happened in the blink of the eye before I could cry out, "No!" Several google searches later, I decided to hope for the best. Maybe it was that unsavory seafood choice or the lapping of the additional ocean water to get it down, but 20 minutes into the 2.5 hour car ride home, I heard the most horrible sound. Yep. It finally had happened. That thing I had feared most since day one. She had rejected the crab with some extra emphasis of bile right on the hammock. The very thing I had feared my whole pet ownership-- some form of bodily excretion from the pup in the car-- had just happened. Not 2 wks in or two months in, but 1.5 years after that first car ride home. At the next exit, I pulled over and walked her a bit and looked her over. She looked fine and happy. Relieved she was ok, I found a paper towel and a doggie bag and cleaned up the stinky mess in the backseat. Pulling up the cover, I was amazed. Nothing vile had made its way to the upolstry below. I rolled down the windows to get fresh air in the car again and we made the rest of the way home with her curled up in a ball on the other side of the backseat. This time, I checked on her in the rearview mirror, no longer worried about the fate of the fabric underneath the cover, but how she was faring post crab upchuck.Roughly two years in, the wash didn't go so well. The backing started to disintegrate into triangular pieces in the wash. My laundry room filled with plastic fabric confetti as did the washer. I took it outside and shook it out. The liner seemed shredded. I hated to have to dispose of it, but knew it wouldn't hold together much longer. And the crab incident was enough for me to see the value of replacing it. This time I reordered and saw the warranty on the cover. I reached out to Active Pets and they replaced it at no additional charge!