"I'll never play THAT game again..."

Those of you who are cat owners are probably familiar with the 'kitty under the blanket' game. For some strange reason, cats are intrigued by beds which are in the process of being remade, and they seem to enjoy 'hiding' under the sheet or blanket being applied. They also relish in the subsequent destruction of said newly-made bed upon deciding that they need to exit IMMEDIATELY (in their defense, this is usually caused by me deciding that I am to play the role of 'unseen monster attacking the fortress of solitude').

Thus, upon remaking the bed recently, our three kitties were on and around the bed, looking for opportunities to disrupt the process. This time, however, after stripping the sheets and blankets, I decided to rotate the mattress. This mattress is so huge that it is usually a two-person job, and a tough one at that. It took me the better part of five minutes to maneuver it 180 degrees to its new position, with multiple trips back and forth around the bed. The kitties were a little freaked out by the massive object and my unpredictable movements, so they mostly stayed on the edges of the room.

As I made the last in the series of movements and pulled the right front corner of the mattress to the spot below the headboard, I did a final troublemaker check and shooed Isis from her newly-discovered Box-Spring! fun place. The bed finally in place, I picked up the new sheets and walked around to the opposite corner to nudge the mattress lip in from where it had caught on the bed frame edge.

Only it hadn't caught. I jammed my hands down between the footboard and the mattress and pulled quickly up, and discovered a very flat and confused Osiris. He dashed out, ran to the door, and before he pranced up the stairs, he glared back at me as if to say, "I bet you think you're really funny, don't you? Jackass."