The terrible child is very soft

Yellface hid in the basement today, starting around the time I opened the basement door to get some fresh air.

There was a horrible hour in which Belovedest searched for her, inside and out.

I was sitting very quietly on the couch downstairs figuring out what pictures to use when posting an internet people search request, when an inquisitive mew came from a lower shelf and out strolled the terrible child herself.

Cats.

I have also been pricing screen doors.