You may recall that Mom reported she heard odd noises from the hallway while she was at work. Then she heard even more odd noises that were a lot louder. When she came into the hall both Quill and I were "freaked" out and I ran under the bed to hide.
Here's what really happened.
I was playing in the hallway and decided to climb the walls and doors as I often do (Who doesn't?). Anyway I was flinging myself at Dad's office door (I was sure he was in there!) when - score - it opened. It only opened a crack though, so I had to really fling myself at the door.
Turns out what was keeping the door partially shut was the comforter on the guest bed that was sticking off the end in a bunch. Seems someone (::Glares at Mom::) had not made the bed and had just dumped the comforter at the end. When I was pushing it open the door caught the comforter and caused it to fall on the head of the innocent kitty.
Suddenly I was trapped in a cloud of cotton with no escape in sight! Naturally I scrambled
The line of treats I required to be lured out? Well I was hungry.
Now I am a little unsure of burrowing under the blankets for cuddles with Mom. You never know when you might be trapped. Maybe if she lured me with treats...