Saturday, October 20, 2007

Cats and A Basket

Took this picture this morning when the cats were having their breakfast. If you think this is a lot of cats, well, these are only half the gang!


The bottom of this laundry basket was my worst senior moment. When we moved to our new location, the washing machine was working but not the dryer due to a faulty recepticle. In the meantime, Linda had washed a basket full of clothes and I was going to have them dried at the laundrymat. Linda made it very clear to me that when I put the wet clothes in the dryer, to be sure that nobody see her panties. I told her nobody looks when clothes are being put in the dryers. She insisted please, please, please make sure her panties are not seen. So I took this basket full of wet clothes out to the driveway, sat the basket down behind the van, reached in my pocket to get the key to unlock the back door, found I did not have the key, went back in the house, got the key, got distracted for a few moments and finally went out and got in the van. Backed up into the street, drove down to the next intersection, turned onto the street that heads to the laundrymat, after a few blocks, looked in my rear view mirror and saw a car stopped in the street right behind me with a basket out in front of his car tipped over with clothes spilt out. I stopped, went around to check my back door and saw that it was shut, knew then it was not my basket, went over to the man who was picking up the wet clothes and putting them back in the basket and said to him, is that your basket because I have one just like it in my van. He looked at me and said no that is my basket because it was stuck under the back bumper and he said he tried to get me to stop by blowing his horn for blocks. Needless to say, I was shocked when it dawned on me what really happened. I did not know how I was going to tell Linda that not only were her panties scattered for half of Augusta to see but a man actually handled her panties! When I did tell her, she sort of gave up and said that she was not going to take care of me if I got any worse than that.

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