Laundry Day

After a busy summer, the house was finally quiet and Mr Beaver could catch up on chores that had been put off for some time. He tightened his apron, pulled out his feather duster and got to it.  

"Boy oh Boy the living room is dusty!"

Once downstairs was spick and span, he headed upstairs. Now Mrs B always did the laundry, she was quite clear that Mr B should leave that job to her. But Mr B had other ideas.

"I think I'll surprise Mrs B and do all the white sheets, she'll be so pleased!"

Mr B loaded the machine with as many white sheets as he could fit in. He poured in the washing detergent and softener, like he had seen Mrs B do, then pressed 'GO'. But just as the machine had started to fill with water, he noticed something else in there with the white sheets.

"Oh look, my missing red sock!
I've been looking for you everywhere.
How on earth did you get in there?
Oh well, Im sure it will be fine"

Mr B was quite pleased with himself, he had all the washing out to dry as Mrs B came home from the village with Jerome. But the sheets did look little different to when they went into the machine, they now had a slight tint of pink. Mr B was sure Mrs B wouldn't notice.

"Mrs Beaver what happened to the sheets!?"
"I found my red sock Mrs B, look!"
"Oh, I can see that!"

Maybe next time Mr Beaver will listen to Mrs Beaver and leave the laundry to her.