Yesterday was interesting. We were forced into accelerating our purchase of a new washer and dryer, and we went ahead and got front-loading units. They’re more economical and gentler on the clothes; however, I’ve never actually observed one in action.
I spent hours watching the various programmed patterns: Normal, Heavily Soiled, Delicates, Towels, etc. Each with it’s own unique way of washing the clothes.
There’s only so much fun you can have watching 6 loads of laundry, though.
Today, though, after the kids had left for school, I grabbed Michelle’s cat, put him in a pillow case, tied it shut and tossed him in the washer.
Perhaps I should clarify that, lest you think me a monster: I used the delicate cycle. I didn’t want him to get hurt.
After about 45 minutes of sloshing around, the machine stopped and there was no more movement in the washer.
I removed Sawyer (the cat) and placed his limp, soggy body on the drying rack, for an air fluffing.
An hour a good brushing later, Sawyer almost looked like new.
Sawyer is, of course, a stuffed toy cat, but you knew that already, didn’t you?
