Sometimes I Hate the Underbiters

I did a load of laundry yesterday. When I pulled my clothes from the washing machine, half the garments were completely covered in mysterious grease stains (like my pyjama bottoms pictured right).

I was able to salvage 2 pairs of jeans and a t-shirt, but all of my favourite pyjama bottoms and a brand new t-shirt are beyond help.

We haven't washed anything that has grease in it.

You know what that means, don't you?

There's an Underbiter causing havoc in the house. A new one.

I hope to have him or her caught by tomorrow.

By the way, for the record, those are evil ducks of death.