Buddy and I had a horrible experience this week. I was in the laundry room doing clothes. I got a load out of the dryer and folded them and put them up. I then came back in the room and pulled a load out of the washer and threw them in the dryer. It was a large load so it took serveral tosses to get the clothes in. It was a load of whites, socks and stuff. I turned the dryer on and left the room. After a few minutes I kept hearing thumping. I could not figure what was in the load and thought that somehow a shoe or something was in it. I pulled the dryer door open and saw in a flash my Buddy falling to the bottom of the dryer. his eyes were closed and there was no movement. I snatche him out crying. I knew that I had killed him. He was limp and hot and unresponsive. Within a minute he had his eyes open and was responding. I was terrified that he would have internal injuries. After a while he was almost his old self except for being jumpy when he heard a sound. Today he is felling good. A bit frisky and up to no good! I walked in the bedroom to find him laying on Pat's chest(he was sleeping) staring at him. Probably thinking that Pat needed to get up and rub his head!
Here he is telling me that I need to quit moving because I am disturbing his nap!