House rules
As HOH, I have made an executive decision. The door to the laundry room hereby is closed and shall remain closed until further notice, or until management deems it appropriate to open it again.

A certain four-legged creature who shall remain nameless has gotten out of control with his laundry room scavenger hunts. This morning, I found a pile of dirty laundry outside of the bathroom. Thinking my lazy-ass husband had left it there, I went to grab it and throw it down the chute. I realized that it was actually my stuff. Two shirts and two (non-matching) socks. And then in the kitchen: another shirt, a washcloth and a hand towel.

My poor little deranged kitty is just going to have to find a new game to play.