Bother!

Why do I never learn not to leave clean washing out? My cats can sense it from miles away (a bit like getting a tin of tuna out of the cupboard, they turn up in the kitchen before I've even found the tin opener!) and I'm sure instinct tells them to go and find an nice bit of mud to walk through before they settle down on my clean sheets and blouses. But then they look so sweet and peaceful, and really the damage is already done, so I don't have the heart to get cross and make her move...