Last night I was watching TV at about 10:30 and the kits were playing. I remember watching Molly dart in and out from under the couch and kind of "flipping" around now that I think about it. After a while I heard a stressed meow and went looking for the kits and couldn't find Molly. Finally, I found her half under the couch with a tie from a blanket wrapped around her neck several times. I about freaked out and ran to the kitchen for the scissors because it was wrapped so tight. I cut the tie off and she was fine, but I just couldn't stop thinking of "what if" I wasn't up watching tv and this happened during the night. Molly would have been gone. It made me quite sad. I checked around my house for other things that might hurt my kitties and thankfully haven't found anything. I cut that tie completely out of the blanket (it was one of those sleeping bag type of blankets for kids that has a tie on one end). I am just so thankful that I found her like that and that it happened while I was up. It just wasn't her time to cross the bridge.
