There are a variety of enjoyable (and admittedly, not-so-enjoyable) things about living with dogs. I am here to tell you about one of the most mundane aspects of living with a dog that I find so enjoyable: washing the dog blankets!
The Brown Dogs' blankets all come from a lovely little place called the thrift store. This is because they will inevitably be destroyed no matter what the cost, so keeping those costs low is ideal. We also try to keep fluff to a minimum as a blanket filled with fluff is at high-risk of being chomped up, so in order to make their crates comfy and cozy, the blankets are layered on.
Anyway, I don't know what it is, but there is something that I really enjoy about neatly arranging the clean dog blankets back into the dog crates. Before long (read: 5-10 minutes), they will be strewn everywhere as a result of excessive snuffling (Probert and Wrigley) or simply picking them up and shaking them (Maizy), but until that happens, all of the blankies are neat and tidy and fluffed and clean. It's a good feeling!
(The dogs in this post all look unhappy because I am making them sit nicely for pictures rather than letting them immediately go to town investigating the "fresh from the dryer" smells that have traveled back from the basement with their clean blankets.)