When dogs meet laundry

1 Jul

The wind was howling.  Some of my clothes were no longer on the clothesline, but sitting in a crumpled heap in the grass.  There goes my new plan of hanging them on hangers so they dry relatively crease-free, saving me tons of ironing.  Yeah, ironing is something that just isn’t getting done anymore.  I used to do it every week.  But then I got hugely pregnant.  I don’t particularly want to stand around for an hour ironing shirts while my feet swell and my ankles turn into cankles.  Plus ironing sucks anyway.

I’ve had the same basket of ironing sitting around my room for over a month, waiting for me to iron it.  Well, I ironed Aaron’s stuff out of it, but my stuff is still waiting.  Sigh.  Maybe I should just wash it again and then hang it on hangers on the line so it can dry reasonable crease free and then I can put it straight in the closet.  Skip the sitting around a clothes basket getting super wrinkled part.

Anyway….  I went outside to rescue my the rest of my laundry from certain crinkle death.  I put all the socks and things that were pegged out normally in the basket and gathered all the hangered items.  I was almost done.  Everything was going just fine.  Minus the 1 shirt that lay on the grass in a heap of course.

Zoe, YaYa’s dog, started sniffing around.  No worries, dogs like to sniff.  They sniff everything.  That doesn’t mean anything right?  She sniffed the laundry basket.  Moved on.  Sniffed some hangers.  Moved on.

She went over to the crumpled heap on the grass shirt.  Sniff sniff.

I watched her.  Surely she wouldn’t….

She lifted her leg.  Yes her leg.  But she is a girl, so she also squatted a little.

It seemed to happen so fast, yet also in slow motion.  I still kinda thought she wouldn’t actually do it.

But she did.

“ZOE NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”  I yelled.  But I couldn’t get there fast enough.  I can’t even walk without waddling these days.  I can’t see my own feet, there was no way I could get to the shirt in time.

My poor near new, freshly washed shirt was now full of pee.  Dog pee.  Ick.  I don’t even own a dog.  YaYa was laughing hysterically.  “You’ll have to soak that in nappy san,” she told me.

Nope, sorry, I wasn’t touching it.  I left it there in a crumpled, peed on heap.

Ok, so it was kinda funny.  But it still sucked.

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8 Responses to “When dogs meet laundry”

  1. Amy July 1, 2011 at 2:39 pm #

    Oh my gosh too funny! Something that would totally happen to me too by the way lol! And I feel for you on the hugely pregnant thing! Sure I am only 12 weeks along but with twins? Yeah I can’t even see my feet anymore and bending over? Ha, only if I enjoy throwing up.

    Congratulations on your new baby!

    • Sheri (Mommy Stuff Blogger) July 1, 2011 at 2:44 pm #

      Yeah, it’s funny now, but at the time….. Twins (I knew that because I read your blog)! That must be HARD! I’m so uncomfortable just with ONE! Yeah, bending over is no good, I keep getting contractions every time I bend over. Note to self: No bending over….

      Congrats to you too! Twice the work, but twice the fun!

  2. idiosyncraticeye July 1, 2011 at 7:39 pm #

    Nasty! Try putting a peg on top of the hook of the hanger, usually keeps the stuff there! 🙂

  3. LB(cruiseshipblogger) July 2, 2011 at 2:45 am #

    Your cartoons are awesome, you should do a comic strip. Yours are so much better than most of the comics in the newspaper. I suppose you will have to change the figure of yourself pretty soon though, instead of the big belly with a baby in it will it be big leaky boobs?

    • Sheri (Mommy Stuff Blogger) July 2, 2011 at 10:31 am #

      haha, I’ve already got big leaky boobs! WOke up in a puddle the other night and he’s not even born yet!

  4. Lily July 9, 2011 at 1:51 am #

    I hope that wasn’t a favorite shirt! Gross! haha!

    I don’t iron. I despise ironing. I don’t buy clothes if they need to be ironed all the time. I hate it that much! (Also, I won’t buy them if they have to be dry cleaned but that’s another story. I may or may not be lazy.)

    To get away with never having to iron I use my aunt’s method. (Although my clothes aren’t particularly wrinkle prone I’ve learned that leaving them in the basket for a week will make anything wrinkly. Damn!) I hang the wrinkly item on a hanger, use a spray bottle filled with just plain tap water and spray it on the wrinkly parts. Let it dry over night (or use a hair dryer if time is of the essence) and you’ll never have to touch an iron again.

    • Sheri (Mommy Stuff Blogger) July 9, 2011 at 7:35 am #

      Oooooohhhhhh….thanks, I’ll have to try that. Of course now we’re moving and we’ll have a dryer, so If I put them on hangers straight away, I’m hoping they’ll be ok.

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