His cat climbed into a hole in the wall in the laundry room once.
We couldn’t find her. She’d answer when we called her, but it
just sounded like a disembodied mewl in the room. She’d also
randomly walk out of the cupboards in the kitchen. You’d open
the door & she’d strut out.
You’d wonder then, just which of them learned from the other.
Happy Birthday!
Critters that hide in walls make me crazy. When I was still in school, I was sitting at the kitchen table working on a paper when I heard paper being torn. I opened the cabinet and the shelf paper was a little bit shredded. Looked around, closed the cabinet, went back to writing, heard tearing, ran back to cabinet, threw open the door, nothing. This went on for four or five cycles until I finally left the cabinet doors open and sat on the floor half watching, half writing. It finally gave up. That hadda be one wiseguy mouse. If we’re the superior species, how is it that the little mouse manipulated me into doing my paper on the floor?