Why It’s Impossible to Fold Laundry at My House in Fort Collins [PICTURES]
Over the weekend, I decided to make Sunday laundry day. I ended up with pile after pile of clean clothes all over the place, because a certain furry someone was keeping me from folding them.
I would take the clothes out of the dryer, take them to the couch, go start another load, and come back to this:
Yep. Zazu the dog loves clean laundry.
When I finally said, “Zazu, Daddy has to fold that stuff,” he responded by…
…that’s right, falling asleep.
“Thanks for the comfy new bed, Daddy!”
He continued to do that, all day, with every single load of laundry.
I love that dog.