Girl dog gets on the bed at night and sometimes, for some reason licks the bed cover non stop and creates a wet patch that soaks through.

Then I wake to feel a cold wet patch.

Big panic! Did I or the dog wet the bed during the night?

I have a sniff, nope, just dog drool.

I ask her, but she turns on her 'don't know, don't care, I'm innocent of whatever!' face.

Laundry time, and no smelly detergent or rinse conditioner this time!

didn't add the "r" to wash.

Give Dunc a good belly rub from his friends at DU and tell him we like the stories about him best of all.

I like my dryer, but nothing beat the smell of sheets hung outside. My grandmother used to grow lavender and make sachets for the linen closet. Her sheets always smelled good! Please give some loves to your sweet boy, I love all your stories about him!

I grew up in Western PA and never knew I spoke “funny” until I moved away. “Worsh” fer sher. Also, “yin’s gwan dahntahn”? And the verb “to be” was MIA, as in “The car needs worshed”. Also “Red up your room”.

My dryer is a great convenience, but the clean and fresh smell of linens dried in the open breeze was always a treat when we stayed at my grandmothers house.

Shame on Dunc for missing that obvious setup.