I have two regular laundry helpers in my house. I wish I could tell you that they were my two teenagers, but that would be a lie. No, the two who help every single day are Purl the Greyhound and Quincy the cat, pictured below.
Of course, their version of “help” is different than mine. I used to blame the kids for being sloppy and not picking up after themselves. Then I caught Purl and Quincy in the act. They find the most odorous items and carry them out to the front room. The favorite spot is under the dining room table. Thankyouverymuch.
This was a new one though — Quincy lounging on the laundry basket.