The Dungeons

I just know I left it in here somewhere. I was wearing it yesterday because it was too cold, and...

... AHA! Here you are, my woolen friend. Why were you hiding from me?

*sound of kittens meowing, and the rustle of fabric*

*coughs*

"Oh, my head."

*a pause*

"Where? . . . This is . . . Pomona's bed?"

*bed creaks*

"Pomona?"

*sound of kittens meowing*

"I'm coming . . , Mama's here . . . "

*purring*

I've not seen you for a while, Ronald. I must be feeling fairly clairvoyant today since I can guess why you're here.

( How are you? )