Katie

Whitney reminded me of one of my all-time favorite Owen stories:

When Katie was a kitten, there was one day when Whit hadn't seen her all day.  Katie likes to sleep in the basement, but that evening we started to get worried and went looking for her.  We looked in the closets, we looked under the beds, we looked everywhere.  Then Whit went outside and started calling her.  Then she came inside and started calling her.  Eventually she heard a tiny little squeek.  It was very faint, and we eventually tracked her down inside the drawer of Whitney's desk!

She had obviously been in there a while, but she was perfectly fine.  First thing in the morning, Whit asked Owen if he knew where Katie was.  Whit a big smile, he proudly told her that he knew exactly where she was - she was in the drawer!

We never quite got the story on why he put her there, but did make sure he understood that we don't put kitties in drawers.  Amazingly, Katie doesn't hold it against him.

(this is actually Rucker, not Katie)