Laundry Day
The laundry had been piling up like January snow and today, despite the fact that between me and the laundromat lay 4 avenues of pouring rain, it had to be done. I was in a mad rush to get the laundry sorted before said laundromat sent out the signal for last wash, so I called upon my faithful companion Sid for much needed assistance.
He gave me a “you’ve got to be kidding me” look so I told him I’d make it worth his while. Since he didn’t understand a word of English, I tried again in a language he’d understand – treats. Lots of ’em.
