"it's 10am. do you know where your dogs are?"

obviously, i didn't.
while i was off in the kitchen, dorie was in the laundry room.
picked out my newest, most expensive unmentionables and chewed all the plastic clasps off.
my first reaction was anger towards her.
but then i remembered who it was who chose to start another pot of coffee and put on some music before picking the delicates up off the floor and putting them in the washer.
that would be me.
goodbye to the most comfortable undies i ever had the pleasure to wear, if only for a month......