I washed a bunch of towels today, and instead of folding them right away tonight, I sat down to check email and waste time on the computer. All of a sudden, out of the corner of my eye, I could see Maggie start to take a step onto the laundry basket full of clean towels. I quickly nudged Mike, grabbed the camera, and we watched as Maggie proceeded to make herself very comfortable. Probably many people would think, "Oh, no, not the clean laundry- yuck!" but we were dying laughing as she tromped around, making it just right, and spilling the clean towels onto the floor. What can I say? I've always had a weak spot for my dogs.