Some old people, including me, continue to use handkerchiefs. Most people do not, but I always have, and probably always will.
The mystery of the disappearing handkerchiefs started when I noticed that I was low on handkerchiefs. That happens from time to time because sometimes I use one for a rag, or one rips, or gets lost. The latter is a minor mystery but not the topic of this post.
Noticing I needed more, I bought three. A few weeks later the puzzle returned when I found I was very low again.
So, I bought six more, and counting them, found 11 total. Within three weeks I discovered only five still circulated. What is going on...?
A few days later, Cue, my chocolate lab, happened to throw up, on the patio fortunately for her. Throwing up in the house is a serious no no, bad dog. Examining this mess, from a distance, I detected a blue stripe in it. Continuing the examination, from a distance, with a stick, I found the remains of one handkerchief, complete with blue stripe. Continuing the examination from closer in, I detected another handkerchief, this one a complete white one.
Yuk.
Mystery solved! Cue likes handkerchiefs and she pulls them from the laundry basket, and eats them. What a dog!
Now I put dirty handkerchiefs in a stuff sack hanging high in my closet. If I am careful not to leave one somewhere lower, I have no further problem.
But Cue, apparently still hungry, now pulls paper from the recycle bin and eats it. Combo, my other dog, has started doing the same.
What will be next?
In case you forget, they're in the stuff sack in your closet.
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