White Dog attacks a found drier sheet with such gusto that we usually let her enjoy the "kill" before taking away the shreds. Once Rob moves out, there will be no more sheets. He dries clothes to a cinder at the highest temperature and then counteracts physics with those sheets. Tonight after shaking, ripping, pulling, and shredding, White Dog joyous threw herself on the scraps and rolled, rubbing her face and neck against the cling-free smelly fabric. Now she is static free and lightly floral. Maybe we should buy a box of the sheets just for the dog.
I like to rip up dryer sheets and then eat them. And guess what-they come out the other end. Momma always tries to stop me if I have found one, but sometimes I'm too quick for her ;)
ReplyDeleteNikki loves dryer sheets too. She restricts herself to running her face and body along it as she loves perfume. She's a girlie girl dog, so what else can you expect?
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