Nest

The furry pregnant teen living in my house is looking for a place to have her puppies. And by puppies, I mean kittens. I'm told cats like a private place to give birth and when they are getting close to that time, they'll start looking for a sheltered area where they will nestle in and wait. For the past couple of days, each time I've opened my closet door to look for sandals, a USB cord, or an unwrinkled shirt, Lola has made a beeline for the dark, disorganized recesses. I'm worried that if she gives birth in there, the kittens will never be found again, just like the mates to most of my socks.

I've tried to lure her to other spots, but the towel-lined laundry basket doesn't seem to hold any appeal.

I guess I better make some space in my closet.