I wish I’d had the wherewithall to take a picture of the critter OR the mess he made!

This little fellow’s pal came to see me last night…or rather, very early this morning.

I awoke to the cat water bowl being knocked around as he ate the cat food. He came in through the little cat swinging door which opens on the back deck. I suppose he smelled the food and invited himself to dinner.

When I turned on the light it surprised him and he ran past me into the living room. I flushed him out from under the sofa only to have him climb a book shelf where he knocked over several items. I managed to get him down from there with the broom only to have him run to the kitchen and clambor up on the stove and squeeze behind the fridge, where he hid until he finally came out after much tapping and banging on the other side of the wall in my bedroom closet.

I went back to see him up on the dining room table trying to climb the big painting hanging there. He got a grip but fell, bringing the painting down with him crashing sevaral ceramic items to the floor. Later he did manage to run back to the fridge and then only after I gave up and lay down quietly did he sneak back out the cat door.

What a mess! What a pain!

The cat door has now been covered over on the outside and the cats will just have to live with the inconvenience of asking me to let them out.