Well, it’s been quite a day. Thank heavens Krissy moved
when she did. Let me explain. Krissy and her sister Katie hang
out in the laundry room most of the time. This adorable pair
of Shih Tzus, are two dogs that can get into more trouble than
King Henry V111 had wives. So bright and early this morning, I
remove the first load of dry dog blankets from the dryer (I do
at least four loads a day especially when I have puppies),
took them to the kitchen table to fold, leaving the dryer door
open. You know where this is going don’t you? Yup, when I
return, I open the washer lid and begin firing wet blankets
into the dryer. Now for the sheet to control static. With one
hand I am tossing it in, even as my other hand is starting to
swing the door shut.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see the wet blankets sort of
wiggle. It is morning and I have been known to have eye
trouble early in the morning, as in don’t know where I left my
glasses last night. But I saw those blankets move. I don’t
know whether to scream or faint. Blankets are not supposed to
move. Slowly I bend over a bit and peer into the gaping jaw of
that dryer. Two buggy eyes stare back at me from the back of
the dryer. Krissy! Let’s not even think to much about what
would have happened if I had closed that door and turned the
dryer on. Because I was set to head straight outside for
morning horse chores. So everyone, always check the dryer if
you own a small dog, cat, ferret, anything which could jump
into an open dryer.
