Happy Thorsday! Last weekend while doing laundry, Sissy began stalking me. Our laundry room is tiny, but there she was. (No, she doesn’t fit under the dryer door and yes, she insists that we try every time…) Finally, I realized she was doing what I would call “tattling” if Gretchen was doing it, so we walked into the living room, and saw something like the photo to the left.
Why yes, she *IS* blurry, because she’s frolicking in my CLEAN clothes.
Yes, I did put the clothes on the sofa, but seriously!? Even Sissy knew it was wrong. And if you don’t know Sis or any other basset hound, they have really, REALLY pathetic morals.
Why yes indeedy, you do see clothes spilling into the floor. Hem. At least she had the good graces to look less than comfortable in this photo.
Do you have special helpers
who aren’t so helpful?