You know, not too long ago, that picture up there would have been the end of the story for me.
Who, moi? Fold laundry? I think not.
But, interestingly enough, last night I allowed my mom to convince me (wink, wink) that given that I have FOUR paws compared to her TWO, I am uniquely qualified to fold laundry double time, if you will.
Yep. Folded that entire basket up there without even hopping in the basket and tossing undies and socks everywhere like I usually do.
Two days into the whole "nice" thing and still going strong.
Santapaws, are you listening?