M0nica
My sister died in a road accident and we were all gathered at her house, my parents, my other sister and me with DH and teenage children. We had bought some sandwiches for lunch from a nearby sandwich shop and were sitting in the living room eating them when we heard an almighty crash from the kitchen. We rushed through. My sister had had to bring her two cats with her and they had jumped on the work top and put their heads in the empty sandwich bags to eat the contents left at the bottom. The bags got stuck on their heads, in trying to get them off they had fallen off the worktop and were blundering around the kitchen with paper bags on their heads.
We all started laughing, and somehow that broke the black inertia that enveloped us and gave us the strength to start doing all the things that needed doing.
Strangely when ever I think about those daft cats staggering around with bags on their heads, or any thing reminds me of them. I still smile.
That made me laugh out loud , thank you for posting it x