Early start this morning. My neighbors D&L had dentist appointments and would be in town for a couple of hours, they said. They didn’t really think I’d want to tag along, but to me that said, “Laundromat!” So I loaded up all my dirty sweats that have accumulated through the winter. You can wash those in the sink like everything else, but you can’t get them clean.
My hamper, like all hampers, is a big white thing. I loaded it into the back of the Jeep last night, without thinking that there might be implications. Early this morning I tried to load the dogs. LB loves him a Jeep ride, so he jumped right in like always.
And then he jumped right back out, and refused to enter the vehicle.
What the hell? It’s early March, it’s not like there could be a snake in there. Took me a few minutes to figure out what the problem could be.
A couple of years ago he shared the back of the Jeep with an empty propane bottle. It fell over and rolled, and pinched his paw. It didn’t damage him, but it hurt and was scary. LB may not be the sharpest knife in the rack, but he can learn from experience. The lesson he seems to have taken from that one is that big white things in the back of the Jeep are to be avoided, and I guess it doesn’t matter whether they’re round or square or whatever. Big white thing! No way!
Fortunately, I’ve learned that when dealing with dogs you assume delays can happen, so I wasn’t in a rush. I left the hamper home, took the boys to Gitmo, then went back and got the laundry.
