lights, darks, heavy or delicate. it doesn't matter. he can navigate baskets full of dirty laundry with ease and prowess, down multiple flights of stairs. carpeted or not, no terrain is off limits and no obstacle too great. he knows the way from memory. he's taken this route so many times. from the bedroom to the basement and back again.
when the alarm sounds, he calls for his crew to reform and make wake for the dryer. the urgency of his captain call, a manifestation of his concern for tee shirts and towels that wrinkle when left too long unattended.