" You think she would have learned by now..."

As some of you may know, Jezi the princess cat, likes to be inside of things. Most importantly, she likes to be inside of boxes, bags, laundry hampers, laundry baskets, and inside of shelves.

Well yesterday I was doing a bunch of cleaning and laundry and miss Jez was just chillin', watching until I put the laundry basket on the bed. Seeing her new opportunity to be inside of the basket instead of on the shelf, she lept up into the basket. Unfortunately she did not investigate the sturdiness of the basket therefore she failed to notice the fact that the basket was on a bunch of pillows and not sitting squarely on the bed. Upon jumping into the basket, the basket slid off of the bed with Jezi in it and then flipped over and trapped her underneath. By this point in time I realize what is going on and watch it happen from the distance, until after being trapped Jezi let out a horrific yelp and I came to her rescue. Fortunately she was not hurt, just embarrassed so she went and hid for the rest of the afternoon.

Sadly, this is not the only issue that Jez had with the laundry basket yesterday. Once she got over her embarrassment from the first incident, she emerged and was playing in the basket again. (Now the basket is in the hallway by the washer/dryer) Char got up to go to the bathroom or something and Jez saw this as a prime opportunity for a surprise attack. When Char was walking by again, Jez lept out of the basket except the force from her leaping pushed the basket backwards. This movement scared the crap out of the cat and thus did not actually get Char but instead fell to the floor and did a somersault sort of thing. Again, embarrassed and defeated, Jezi hides for a long long time.

And in the meantime, Char and I laughed and laughed and laughed at the cats expense. This made Jezi very angry so to get back that her Momma, Jez found the only article of dark colored clothing laying around and nested into all night long leaving her precious little kitty hairs all over her nice freshly washed shirt.

And thus begins the war between mom and cat, again. And we were doing so well...