My dad has cats….3 of them.  Blah.  Actually one of them is really incredible looking and has fur…which means no shedding.  I can handle that.

Anyway my stepmom was drying clothes – closed the door – and began folding laundry.  I walked into the kitchen and asked if she was drying tennis shoes….CLANK CLANK CLANK.   Then a look of horror.  "OH MY BABY!!!"

Open the door and out jumps….actually out stumbles and very dazed and confused cat. 

It was the funniest thing I’ve ever seen.  I’m so bad.