...But I know she wubs me

[den]

I left the door to my room open this morning, and ten minutes later I discover Polly had raided my dirty laundry pile and shifted two cotton works shirts, a pair of undies and a shoe into her basket. She had made a nest of the clothes and was using the shoe as a pillow/chew-toy.

I shouted at her and she hid in the Bad Dog pot-plant, but I was amused as well and couldn't let her stay there for more than a minute.

I have to admit, this is the first time I've pre-soaked my laundry in anti-flea dog shampoo.