So this morning I'd woken up, repinned the fleece blanket I wear as a makeshift diaper, then was attempting to fall back asleep when I heard something fall. A few moments later my mom starts calling my name and yelling to come quickly. My kitten had knocked down my parakeet's cage and the bird was flying loose, with the ceiling fan on and a kitten and a dog ready to attack. All I could do was say ''Give me a minute, I'm coming,'' as I had to first get out of the diaper. She was probably wondering what was taking so long for me to appear and then wearing only a T-shirt and underwear. Then fifteen minutes later, the kitten knocked it down again!