My Fluffy Hero

Laundry day: I snatched the top sheet from my bed, rolled it into a ball and tossed it into the hallway. This is an automatic action. I do it every week. I live alone, so the tossing often comes before or as I turn my head and look into the hall. This morning the sheet left my hands seconds before I realized Fluffy was sitting just outside my bedroom door. He was not watching me. He was looking toward the living room. The sheet hit the wall on the oppoite side of the hallway and dropped to the floor millimeters from his nose. Fluffy did what only cats can do. He quadrupled in size while leaping into the air. Once in mid-air he turned around and fled for the bathroom. I don't believe his feet touched the floor until he got there. While chuckling, I tossed the bottom sheet into the hall as well. I heard a throaty and threatening Siamese, "rowwwrr." As I stripped the pillow cases from the pillows I moved so I could peek down the hallway. Fluffy was doing his impersonation of a stalking lion, the bundle of sheets his prey. Just as he leapt to murder the diabolical cotton bundle, I tossed the pillow cases. Fluffy landed on the sheets. The pillow cases landed on him. One pillow case contorted wildly, leapt into the air and fled toward the bathroom. Fluffy out-distanced his attacker just outside the bathroom door. When the pillow case dropped to the floor Fluffy turned and beat it mercilessly. As it lay dying he spun, executed a perfect lion-charge and leapt upon the sheet bundle. Such was his battle prowess that it died instantly. Fluffy looked up at me, released a satisfied, "arrruuuu," and invited me to praise his greatness. Of course I did. He is my Knight protector. Curves -- Day 3 --stretch in --twice around the outside --stretch out I'm chaffing. Help!