Our Little Catsicle

Meet DC (short for Darn Cat or Devil Cat, depending on his naughtiness level) the LUCKIEST CAT ALIVE!

  

We adopted him from my parents this summer because he was so cute that we couldn't resist him (alright, it was mostly me)!  He's been a crazy addition to our family and drives Milly, our cat of 8 years, insane! Olive loves her, though, and they wrestle all the time.

 Last night we were worried when we couldn't find him before bedtime. We'd been remodeling our kitchen and the doors were open a lot, so we were afraid he got outside and ran away. We looked around the house and neighborhood until 11:30 and then went to bed, hoping he'd come home in the morning. Del even got up at 4:30 to check the front and back doors, but he wasn't there. At 7:30 this morning, Del walked past our food storage room and thought he heard a faint meow. He looked all over but couldn't find DC. Finally he realized it was coming from the freezer! DC was lying in a tiny spot on some frozen peas, a little chilly but otherwise okay. He was in my upright freezer for over 12 hours! We were so happy the little guy was fine. He and Olive immediately started wrestling, so there probably aren't any lasting effects. 

So curiosity really did almost kill the cat! DC has jumped into our refrigerator a couple of times in the past when I've opened it, but I've always seen him do it. This time he must have jumped in the basement freezer after I grabbed something for dinner and I didn't see him. He was almost a catsicle!

Devin thinks we should change his name to Jack Frost, but I'm not sure my dad would like having a cat named after him.