It's been a rainy day here chez Casa Reynard, albeit with a short interlude between the night's rain and the afternoon's.
Slept well enough. Had a kitchen morning, which involved prepping a pineapple, and then cutting up a job lot of cheap limes and lemons to stick in the freezer for future marmalade making. Also did a load of laundry, but more of that in a bit...
Had a lovely luncheon of a sandwich (wholemeal bread) filled with gammon, cheddar and coleslaw, plus fruit and a
After, went to go and retrieve the laundry. I'm merrily taking the stuff out of the machine and putting it in the laundry bag to take back to the house, and then all of a sudden, it's like what's this dark brown lump of dirt sitting in the door rubber. Yeah. It was a half-dry cat poo. Great.
How the heck did that manage to get in there?!?!?!
Right. Clean out the machine. Scrub the door rubber and seal, wipe out the drum with antibac wipes, run it on a cycle with soap and bleach. Then put the laundry back in to do it again. One item at the time. Bingo. Another poop nugget falls out of an item of the parental's clothing. Yep, now I know how the poop got in there...
Mum always puts her dirty laundry on the floor in the evening before putting it in the laundry bag in the morning. The upstairs litter tray is next to where she puts it. And if Madam Lexi gets a klingon...
That's two in two days. The universe is having FAR too much fun at my expense.
Now sat down with a
and a coconut macaroon.
