The Missing Remote

So, the other day, the remote went missing. I searched everywhere that I might have possibly left it and determined that it must have grown little chubby legs and wandered off. So I checked everywhere I could think of where little chubby legs might have carried it. Only after several hours did I remember that our little darling girl is now big enough to open bi-fold doors. Doors such as, for example, those that hide our washer and dryer. Lo and behold:
Yes, that is the remote. In the dryer.