Doing the Laundry has never been very high on my Things To Do List and this past week was no exception.

Yesterday my husband and I decided that it was time to do the laundry now that the clothes basket was overflowing. Well, at least it WOULD have been overflowing except that two kitties had already played Hide and Seek in it earlier that morning, scattering socks and T-shirts all over the bedroom floor.

“I could be wrong,” grumbled my husband, “but this mess looks like they were playing ‘Wrestlemania’ in here! Are you sure they haven’t gotton into any catnip?”

“Nope…we’ve been out of ‘Kitty Weed’ for at least three weeks now,” I grinned. “They did this all by themselves with no help from anyone or anything!”

“And we got a cat instead of a turtle…why?”

“Very funny!”

After piling all the dirty clothes back into the laundry basket, my husband picked everything up and headed for the basement stairs in the back hallway. However, before he could get even halfway there, two furry blurs raced by him and disappeared down into the nether regions of the house.

Trailing behind Mike, I cautioned, “You DO know that they’re going to try and ambush your shoelaces as soon as you step off the stairs down there….”

Mike shifted the basket a bit as he started down. “Yup…I know …” he smiled.

Sure enough, as soon as Mike’s feet were solidly on the basement floor, SpiceGirl made a dash for his shoes while Noodleman brought up the rear. And without batting an eye, Mike flipped the basket upside down, showering both kitties with dirty shirts, underwear, and pants!

I’ve got to give credit where credit is due…Noodleman can certainly anticipate situations and MOVE when he wants to! One moment he was right on SpiceGirl’s tail, and in the next he was heading for the hills…or, in this case, the stairs…without so much as a sock having touched his fur!

SpiceGirl, however, was so focused on attacking Mike’s shoelaces that she didn’t see a thing until it was too late! One second you saw her as she just started to look up, suddenly realizing that maybe this wasn’t such a good thing after all, and the next second she was gone, swallowed up by a laundry avalanche!

Both Mike and I started laughing as this pile of clothing became very animated, but as one T-shirt started leaving the rest behind…with a black and brown-ringed tail sticking out of one of the sleeves…Mike quickly reached out and caught her before SpiceGirl could run/jump/trip into the nearest wall.