I knew I shouldn’t have dared it not to continue to provide interest. Perhaps predictably, the duct fell off. So I had to scoot the dryer closer to the wall and re-tape it in back. Also Daddy had the idea to use a plastic strap to suspend the pipe.
You would think that the dryer would be happy now. She is nicely situated and has a very attentive family with light needs, if you don’t count the cat hair removal. But no, last night she decided not to start so Daddy was tinkering with it this morning. I couldn’t tell wether or not he was enjoying himself. But he at least has the comfort of useful activity.