George is full of surprises.

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Every day I never know what George is going to do. At night, I joke with him about being lazy when he asks for help with his pants. I don't mind doing it of course. I love him, and it's a small price to pay to have him alive and recovering. Today, was laundry day. Part of my late start on the computer. I did my normal laundry. While cleaning up the house and getting things ready to go down to the curb, George called me outside. He was asking for my help with the washer. There was a blanket he had put in there. Something that needed washed, but not something I'd gotten to, yet. So after I opened the washer, I realized what he wanted and started it. An hour later... he called me out again. He'd taken it upon himself to put the same object in the dryer. So, I had to start the dryer, too. He's trying.