I hope this works, this cleaning of the atomizers. I mean, they didn’t last as long as I had expected them to. It was all that brown sugar juice’s fault. It clogged the whole schmig up like an Oreo shake.
I scoop them out with a fork and lay them on a paper towel. I’m not dirtying another of our actual towels. The last one I dirtied was the black one that Musette uses on her face. I had used it on Carlton’s tail after I had slammed it in the door.
Like little bullets they are lined up, dripping death to be refilled again anew. Just wish they’d dry faster.