A Pickle Spot for Pandora!
I'm about to crawl back in bed-new snow and late night will do that to the mind...but I had to share this. You all know my cat, Pandora. I kept hearing a cat meowing. They are all (4) quite chatty, and I thought it one of the others who had already come out of the laundry room when I opened the door. It did not click that Pandora (unusual) did not race out in front.
Well! The meows changed tone and volume. I started to look around and it was NOT the other cats but her! Somehow-not sure how-she had fallen (thankfully, right side up) down between the water heater and the corners of the walls. Her head wouldn't fit between the heater, nor would her body and Lord knows how long she'd been there. I had to wake my daughter up to help in retrieval, my head kept getting whacked on the piping. It definitely had it's moments of both humor and relief...