Dave and I and my dad went over to Les and Joannie's last night to chat for a bit and introduce them to my dad. When we got there, they mentioned that they couldn't find one of their two kittens. They said they looked everywhere, but couldn't find the little fella.
Well, we all sat down and started chatting and then Joannie asked us if we wanted anything to drink. Dave got up to go to the refrigerator to get a pop. When he opened the door, he hollared, "The cat is in the refrigerator!"
The kitten had crawled into the refrigerator when Joannie had put some pops in the refrigerator and she didn't see him.
He probably was in there only a little bit and didn't seem fazed at all. He wasn't even cold. Crazy kitten.
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