Lilly remains our kitty-cat treasure. She's grown so much since we picked her up, but she's still very much a kitten.
For some reason, she is fascinated by our dryer. Why? Hell if I know. I can only speculate. Could it be the scent of the fabric softener? Is it because she can curl up in the open cylinder and pretend to hide? Is it the fleeting warmth of the dry cycle?
Only Lilly knows!
And she ain't talkin'.