Oh Woe, Dryer Blues :: Two Hundred Eighty One

It's official... not only will our dryer not ignite and heat, but it has at least four other fatal flaws threatening its very existence.

Dear, old dryer of unknown origin, we salute you. Thank you for drying wet clothes, for making a horrid, but instructive buzzing sound. We forgive your haunting rattle, a symptom of your condition, as was the high pitched whistle. Sorry, we didn't notice your loose hinge... I thought you just preferred having your door shut with extra emphasis and effort. Your broken lint filter was never a barrier to my appreciation of your gifts to us. Today, you move to the carport, so our neighbors can pay their last respects, for an indeterminate time. You may become a robot, or an art piece, or a combination counter space and cat shelter, but only incidentally, because we don't have a truck to haul you away. Rust in peace.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

{Take care with pets, and small children, around appliances. I think Cairo looks silly and adorable in our expired dryer, but I know he could get into a world of trouble if he were accidentally caught in one while it was operating. A good friend shared a very sad story about his kitty, and a tragic dryer accident. I feel so sorry for what happened, and I appreciate his concerned remark about this issue.}