04-16-2010, 09:59 PM
I was almost out the door when she slipped on the wet floor and was falling down in seemingly slow motion. My eyes widened in fear as I rushed forward to catch her, wrapping my arms around to the small of her back, the momentum pushing me off balance a bit. Luckily I stayed up right, barely. It was then it clicked that I was holding a very toweless fox.
Many times lost, many times found again.
