Freak Out

Yesterday, I was doing laundry (which I absolutely have a love/hate thing with). I was trying to get R's ball uniform washed before the game last night. We have white pants. What's the point, right? I grabbed several handfuls of clothes and threw them into the washer. I grabbed a second handful of laundry to throw in the washer and something warm and furry moved in the basket. I screamed and threw the clothes in my hand, only to find Sophie kitty in the basket. Talk about a friggin' heart attack!!!!!!! Kendall claims the credit for putting her there to protect her from Stupid. On a side note, Keith really wants me to stop calling him (Jack, not Keith) Stupid. I guess I can keep calling Keith that. Shhhh.... don't tell him though!