Before I went to bed last night I made up the basement sofa for a friend of friends in the event he needed to crash at our place since he was riding back to New York today with them.
He ended up not crashing here and I kept telling myself I needed to go downstairs and fold up the clean linen I'd put on the sofa.
Robby: Jaru is really enjoying that nice, fluffy comforter on the sofa downstairs.
Me: GOT.DANGIT! NOW I GOTTA WASH THAT ISH! I CAN'T STAND THAT DOG HELL!
Lucy: Seriously though...that pillow looks comfy as HELL!
Me: If he had thumbs I'd make his azz wash all that linen.
SIP: Just stick his azz in the washer...that'll learn him.
