Blogging is impossible tonight. This is because Robby got in the dryer without my knowledge, and I turned on the dryer. I had a bad day anyway with a migraine and other bad stuff, so when I heard a thumping in the dryer, I just thought it was Jazzi's bulky bed, not thinking very clearly. When Jazzi gets groomed I always wash her bed. She was groomed today.

But, you know, that thumping noise, it wasn't right, I didn't remember it quite like that the other times I washed and dried Jazzi's bed. The bed is cumbersome but not especially heavy. I did have some towels in with it.

I sat down at the computer, which isn't too far from the laundry room, and the laundry room door was open. After a very short time I heard a loud, distant, unfamiliar sounding MEOW! MEOW!

Then I knew in that instant. I flew to the dryer and that poor little cat was in there all right. He was hot and surely he was dizzy and disoriented. Oh my goodness, I went completely to pieces. But Mike ran over and took him and after a few seconds said he thought Robby was okay. Robby was very fluffy.

Then in a few minutes Robby played with his muskrat on the end of the fishing pole. He has been napping ever since, but that's what he does, because he had been playing for quite some time before the dryer incident.

Also, Robby has been sneezing for the last several days. The vet told me that these stray kittens that get a bad URI as a small kitten can be prone to getting repeated infections. Oh dear, this is just not good at all, then being traumatized in the dryer. I practically want to give up the ghost.

Well, all I can say is, when life gets ahead of you, big bad mistakes can happen. I'm afraid to go to sleep tonight, I'm worried about Robby. But I think God spared him, so far He has. Then Miss Orcas tells me that her mother accidentally killed one of their cats in the dryer. It happens. Well, I've tried to be careful all along about the washer, dryer, dishwasher, but I was negligent tonight, by mistake, unintentionally. Never again, God helping me.

Okay, that's all I'm worth. This whole thing was just unbelievable to me. Unbelievable. I feel like a criminal or something. Not good.

Didn't I just write something about God's new mercies each morning? Boy, I'm hanging onto that right about now. And God WAS merciful to let me discover Robby so quickly. Oh, I can't even go there...

KEM P.S. And I trust Robby is afraid of the dryer from hereon out, more of a carnival ride than he bargained for.