Fluffenella... she's everywhere, she's everywhere

It is VERY early in the morning. Rushing around trying to get ready for work, I absent-mindedly close doors and drawers to keep kittens out of them while I am away. As I put the final touches to my make-up, I realize that the cupboard under the sink is mewing. I open the door. Fluffenella tumbles out.

I rush into my closet to find shoes that will fit on my going-barefoot-all-summer widened feet. I find a semi-decent pair that doesn't require that I wear hose, put them on, and shut the door behind me. I grab my purse and head out the door. Columbo-like, I come right back in again, as I have left my keys on the bed. While I am back in my bedroom, I realize the closet is mewing. I open the door. Fluffenella scampers out.

I suddenly remember that I haven't taken my insulin, so I pull it out of the fridge and shoot myself with it. I return it to the fridge, and then grab my purse once again, feeling a tad frantic now because I have a 50 minute drive ahead of me, and I should have left 5 minutes ago. That's when I realize the fridge is mewing. I open the door. Fluffenella is in the lowest door compartment, attacking a yogurt. She is very cold, so I take a moment to hold her until she is warm, and thank God that I didn't drive off and leave her in there.

I teach my class, and come home to rest up a bit before the night class I am also teaching. I slip out of my clothes and don a light nightie to cool off. I stretch out on the couch and take a little nap. Later, I rise and go to put my clothes back on. I realize my pant leg is mewing. I extract Fluffenella from my pants, and continue getting ready. As I head out the door, I grab my purse and my tote bag. Off to work again...except my tote bag is mewing. Yeah.

Just now, as I was heading for bed, I realized the drier was mewing. Fluffenella had climbed in and gotten entangled in the towels which will now need to be re-washed. I freed her, closed the drier door... then opened it again to make sure none of the other remaining three kits had also climbed in. Nope. It seems Fluffenella is the only kit who lives dangerously.

Fluffenella is ear-marked to go and live with my brother Bill in Texas. I hope he doesn't read this- he may re-think the whole kitten adoption thing.