Literally. Stolen.
My dog's beds. From the local laundromat.
2 old, stinky dog beds.
I thought laundromat motto's were: wash, dry, fold. Make that wash, dry, stole!
I wonder what kind of person actually steals from a laundromat and what makes them choose the worn out dog beds over a dryer full of nice clean clothes?
Weird.
Puzzled in the 'burbs,
TechnoMom
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Maybe it was someone who was homeless and they needed a comfy place to sleep....OK, I know far fetched [no pun] but try to think that way!!! So sorry Buster has no bed!
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