Among the odd imagery of my dreams last night (no, this won't be a blow-by-blow dream post) was a kitten. In a little open container. And which was apparently a heat-activated kitten, because you could stick it in the refrigerator where it stayed still.
Refrigerated kitten. I don't want to know how I came up with that.
(And yes, shadesong, Refrigerated Kitten would make a bad band name...)