Sweet Pea here, in the laundry room.
Earlier I was out on the Catio and George was out there too--and guess what? He came inside with me! Not that he had much choice clamped between my teeth, but still. I let him go so we could play a little and he ran like the dickens and hid under the dryer.
Daddy saw it all happen.
Mommy was at the grocery store, and Daddy called her and asked how soon she'd be home because we needed another person to play hide-n-seek with George.
Mommy laughed and said she was on her way!
And she was home in just a few minutes...I didn't even have time for a nap...not that I felt like sleeping or anything.
Daddy moved the washer and dryer, et Voila, George was REVEALED!
Mommy, you need to clean behind stuff a leetle more often. George could get disease lurking back there.
Then, Mommy scooted her bum around the dryer, and snatched George up! He was a pretty big George; about a foot long including his tail, which I Did Not have a chance to make fall off and play with. In fact, George was totally intact, so Mommy let me smell him (so I didn't camp by the dryer for the next 374 hours) and released him outside.
It was all pretty exhausting.
XX Sweet Pea XX
Pee Ess: If any of you kitties do bring in half dedded things and your Mom or Dad has to finish them off, our Mommy puts our trophies in a plastic bag in the freezer. It's quick, and, Mommy hopes, painless.
And it beats the shovel technique.