Ten minutes ago, I was reminded of something else I love about my ereader:
It handles dog-drool from my ear-rub-seeking fur monster better than paper.
...And bubble baths... my Kindle survives those unscathed, thanks to ziplock baggies.
Alas, I'm stuck this week reading a p-book (a massive Sharon Kay Penman history I gave up waiting to be digitized), and the edges are already warping from last night's bubbles and tonight's puppy spit. lol