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I shrunk my favorite stocking cap. I was on this cleaning kick and that involved the last of the winter garments in the washer and the dryer. I'm sad. I'm mad. I just put it on, pulled it tight down over my ears and screamed "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" as I looked skyward. Dang it. That hat had years of wear left. Years! It had the pom-pom and the work memories. It was green and purple and fuzzy and warm. I washed it in cold water and dried it on the low setting. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!