Abracadabra and the laundry

What a story and a true one my mom says.

It started like this…

It was Saturday morning and my mom as she usually does that day, did her laundry. She did hang most of it up to dry (which you would know if you read one of her earlier postings.)

Then she made a trip to the stables to ride me. Now this time of year the sun is sometimes coming in and shining on the arena walls. The arena faces east. My mom told me that it was nothing to worry about and I agreed with her.

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Later in the afternoon my mom went downstairs in her basement to check on the laundry. The basement window faces west. The sun was coming in. The bunny that lives in the basement window was looking nice and bright.

When she got to the laundry room she discovered that the nightie was not hanging up to dry as it should have been. It had fallen into the laundry basket with a lot of horsy clothes. It smelled like me.

After a brief time in the dryer, the nightie had recovered. So then I wondered if my mom would dream about me when she went to bed.