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Her son took the cat to school, and "the class was very confused."
Why? What's so hard to grasp about this? Happens all the time.
Now, if it had been this cat, that'd be another story.
Posted by: Omniskeptic | October 01, 2012 at 08:38 AM
In the dryer, should one use "time dry" or "yowl dry"?
Posted by: Just Some Guy | October 01, 2012 at 08:39 AM
six.
Posted by: mudstuffin | October 01, 2012 at 08:42 AM
The cat was playing Possum.
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | October 01, 2012 at 08:55 AM
i don't know, JSG, how 'bout purrmanent press?
Posted by: ligirl | October 01, 2012 at 09:02 AM
our evil black-and-white cat could use a spin
Posted by: PhilinTexas | October 01, 2012 at 09:10 AM
The washer? None.
But the dryer, ah, that was another story.
Then we'd have to carry her upstairs on the warm clothes like Cleopatra lording it over the peasants.
Posted by: Steve | October 01, 2012 at 09:45 AM
And when Possum was all washed she STILL had cat hair all over her. Can't win, I tell ya'.....
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | October 01, 2012 at 12:45 PM
"Completely unaware, her 6-month-old kitten Possum had climbed inside..."
Well, duh! If the cat was aware it never would have done it.
Posted by: Howard from Broward | October 01, 2012 at 01:17 PM
Something similar happened to me. Our 1-year-old tabby liked getting into things, including piles of dirty laundry. One Saturday my wife and I couldn't find her. Then we both realized at the same time that we started a load of laundry about 20 minutes earlier. I flung open the top and reached into the water up to my shoulder and started pulling clothes out. No cat.
Our mistake, wrong appliance. She had crawled onto the bottom shelf of the refrigerator when we weren't looking. We opened the fridge and there she was staring back at us wide-eyed and she didn't want to come out. We asked her to confirm that the light goes out when the refrigerator door is closed, but she had nothing to say.
Posted by: JD | October 01, 2012 at 03:52 PM
What Kiwi names a cat "Possum?" That's like Dave calling a pet "Squirrel."
But the cat came back, the very next day....
Posted by: Ralph | October 01, 2012 at 03:53 PM
Sounds like a new Wallace and Gromit episode.
Posted by: Baron of Gray Matter | October 01, 2012 at 07:07 PM
Her first reaction was to shut the cat back up in the washer? An obvious candidate for First Responder of the Year...
Posted by: Betsy | October 01, 2012 at 11:02 PM
Since I got the washer or just today?
Posted by: Lairbo | October 02, 2012 at 02:18 PM
Why in hell did she close the door again once she found the cat? What would that accomplish?
Posted by: Elon | October 02, 2012 at 11:07 PM