Jul 12, 2006 08:58
dh & I went through the kitchen/livingroom yesterday making notes of the things that hadn't been done right - like the drawers on the desk that scrape the counter when you open them because there aren't any spacers underneith and the drawers under the corner bench that don't open all the way (the drawers are at right angles to each other and the knob on one bumps into the knob on the other when you try to open them).
I knew I should have stayed at the DoubleTree...
anyhoo. This morning I got up to make sure that ds was getting off to school (summer-math) alright and as I was saying goodbye to him I heard the smallest, most desperate whimper coming from the kitchen. "Kitten?", I called as I walked through the kitchen and although there was a kitten sitting in the middle of the floor it certainly wasn't making the muffled pleas for help I was hearing. I couldn't see anyone else but as I looked around it seemed that the cries were coming from the bench... I opened one of the bottom drawers and out popped Nala.
dh & I must have left the drawer open yesterday when we were doing our walk-through and it must have closed on her when she jumped inside. She threw a quick "thanks" over her shoulder as she dashed away, heading straight to the kitty litter I would guess. Silly kitten.