Hygiene

The Surgeon had to be called in to Animal Hospital the other day, as Reindeer had sustained some quite nasty shake injuries. As the op was progressing, it became apparent that the hot weather was taking it's toll, and called Matron to tell her that hygiene at the hospital was a little suspect and most of the toys were, well, very whiffy. Matron was horrified and they were all bundled poste haste into the washing machine with a good dose of Persil, and from there hung by their ears or whatever appendage was handy on to the washing line. Ki was very pleased to see them return clean and dry, and ready for inspection

Done