Laundry . . . continued

So we purchased a washer and dryer, and they deliver next day with no additional charge.  My husband suggested that we wash tennis shoes.  Our poor, faithful little machine's final hours at our home was nothing but load after load of abuse.  We did two loads of tennis shoes.  A load of bath mats.  A load of throw rugs.  And yes . . . the dreaded dog bed.

That poor machine should have had a biohazard sticker slapped on it by the time it left our house.