Cinnamon (Cinny) has a sixth sense for clean laundry. She was passed out cold on the couch with her ‘brother’ when I went into the laundry room to take the dry clothes out of the dryer. When I came out with them and dropped them on the bed I glanced over to see if she was still asleep and she was. Not even a slit of an eye open and her paw over her face.
She was playing me, I know she was.
By the time I got back to the room after putting a new load in the washer she was already asleep in the clean clothes on the bed.
