I'm tossing it

 I'm tossing this quilt. Gone, get, goodbye.  My son Brad trashed his Christmas quilt.

 I was being a good Mom and doing his laundry, well I was washing what was in the laundry room anyway.....after a wash and dry this is what I found.

 I love my son and I'm not going to kill him or anything but............

 Well this is why when I say I give a quilt away it's gone. Not mine and no matter how it's used it's not a reflection of the maker. So whether it's a dog bed, floormat, paint tarp or a furniture pad it's gone.

Not going to say a thing to him...........but.............nope............not............a..............thing..............