You may remember that back in November we acquired two kittens.
Well the kittens have grown and turned from cute little furry balls, into lean, mean, mouse and bird catching machines.
They are still a bit cute though.
One of them has always had a thing about climbing into things: bags, cupboards, washing machines and tumble driers.
We are quite used to listening to muffled mews and realising that he has snuck in somewhere when we haven't been looking.
But I've always been really careful about the washing machine and the tumble drier - well we've all heard the stories haven't we?
Last night I brought the washing in from the line and as it was still a bit damp decided to finish it off on a low heat in the tumble.
I must have only turned my back for a second but when I turned the drier on I thought that it was making a bit of a bumpy noise. Perhaps the boys have left something in their pockets I thought turning away, it wouldn't be the first time.
I walked out of the room but a few seconds later came back. From what seemed like a long way away I heard muffled meows.
I looked at my husband and he looked at me and we both said, "No he couldn't be. Could he?"
Well he was. Fortunately he'd only been in there for a few seconds but when I think about what could have happened my blood runs cold. After a few minutes cuddling he seemed fine especially when he wolfed down some cat nip treats. I just hope that teaches him a lesson but I'm defintely going to be super cautious in future.
One life down - eight to go.
Have a good weekend. Hope the sun shines wherever you are.