Unexpected Angel

In my small and crowded bedroom, I frequently dump stuff on the corner of the big dresser: unfolded laundry, sometimes, but more typically whatever I am taking off at the moment, always promising to hang it up any minute now (not). Tonight, coming around the corner of the closet door, there was Angel! All sprawled out on a couple of hand-me-down sweatshirts (given to facilitate my cold weather protesting). I was seconds away from dropping a sweater right on him! Thank goodness my lightning reflexes prevented that horrible deed...