Pink Washcloths

      Beneath my bathroom sink is the place where the washcloths are stored, about 20 to 30 of them I'd say.  Most are fairly old and well used; the newest are from one of those packs of 10, and are pink.  Every single one of them is frayed at the edges and here is the reason why:   they get caught in the part of the dryer, above the lint filter.  Each time I open the dryer, almost every day, there is a pink washcloth dangling from the top of the dryer.  Always a pink one out of the many and I'm not sure why.  A  regular load of laundry contains about a dozen washcloths, only some of them pink.  There  are many because, in addition to their use for bathing,  I habitually keep one on each side of the sink:  one to open the bathroom door after applying hand lotion when my hands are slippery, and the other to depress the flushing lever, avoiding any bare handed contact with that yucky part of the toilet, even in my own home. 
      The other day one of the pink cloths was so firmly wedged in whatever crevice retains it that, in order to release it, I used  a scissors from the downstairs workbench  and tried to cut it away from the part that was stuck. The scissors, being old and not a little rusty, locked on the fabric of the washcloth and I couldn't tear it away, not even with the aid of a nearby screwdriver.  The pink washcloth was now left  dangling with  a pair of scissors attached.  I went upstairs and, armed with a sharper scissors and a bigger screwdriver, hacked and pried away until the cloth and scissors separated from the dryer, taking with them  a piece of the molding that was around the dryer door.  I probably will buy a new dryer, and most likely some new washcloths.
       The dryer is not so old, about 8 years.  Its companion washer was replaced last summer, when I embarked on a vigorous pre-surgery housekeeping regimen, and stressed it out by trying to wash everything in the house, including bathroom rugs and mats. The washer was replaced in my absence, and I'll never understand how any appliance engineer could have thought it was a good idea to design a washing machine without an agitator.  Washcloths, as well as socks, end up on the bottom looking like softballs, and, unless individually shaken out, would go like that into the dryer.  And the too-vigorous spinning  possibly caused the above problem---that's my theory anyway, at 4:00 A.M. on a Sunday morning.