But Floyd made it all seem better. I was taking off my clothes and throwing them with the other dirty clothes, but I missed with my underwear. Floyd was laying on his back nearby, and they landed on his face. I laughed and said, "Boy, you got a panty on your head..." He got up, tried to back out of them to no avail. He tried leaping out of them, only to get them over his head and left front leg. He ran down the stairs, and I was guffawing and crying at the antics of the tuxy cat. I followed him down the stairs and he had managed to escape, the panties laying beside him.
PS: Thanks to ladypentacles for teaching me about Imbolc. The light is lit; it blesses my abode.