Mood:
quizzicalI was going to wash a couple of loads of clothes today... I tried to get all the colored pants and shirts in one load, but it was just too many, so I dropped some out on the utility room floor to wait their turn.
Finally, I hear the machine stop and went and put those into the dryer. Then I started adding the clothes on the floor to the washer. Hmmmm, why did I leave out only 3 items? I could have sworn there was enough out for a full load.
Guy! Went and looked out the back door and there was the missing shirts and pants dotting the backyard, so out I went to collect them.
Seems like Guy ( the 6 month old pup) loves to carry things around in his mouth.... mostly his soft toys, but he also has an affinity for my clothes. Why he feels the need to take them outside through the dog door, I'll never know.
I have a vision of him taking a pair of pants into the yard, dropping them and saying "Be free, be free!". 
