Okay, I have no idea what he was thinking, but he managed to get into the laundry room while I was taking clothes into the bedroom, and was curled up in there when I came back.

Of course, he gets up and is heading out by the time I grab a camera.

Either he enjoyed the fact that it was nice and warm in there, or he wanted to go for a ride.

Either way, I didn't kick the door shut and turn it on. Granted, the thought flitted through my head, but only for half a second, and vanished as quickly as it came.

I know someone who did that. Not on purpose, but still. Kitties + a running dryer = heartache.

But he's still cute...

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