So Sunday is laundry day.  I have discovered, in the 3.5 years that I have owned my own washer and dryer, that it is easiest to do the laundry once a week.  That way it doesn't back up on you, and you don't end up in an emergency on a work day morning without any socks, or something like that.  I have designated Sunday to be the day of laundry.  This works particularly well during football season, so that I can watch the game, yell at the TV and fold the laundry all at the same time.

Today, for reasons that are still unclear, Sam decided that he wanted to be as involved with the laundry as was feline-possible.  He helped me sort it, put it in the washer, change over to the dryer, fold it and, as it appears in this photo, is prepared to help me put it away.  While the company is wonderful... the kitty fuzz on the other hand... well, I sort of try to keep clean laundry and kitty fuzz as separated as possible.  But Sam was determined to help today, and so he did!  Thank goodness for lint rollers!