OK, so yesterday Mike was looking for an extension cord. While I am outside prying some old nails out of some railing we were "recycling". He looked in the dormers upstairs where we store stuff...and as he did so, he accidentally didn't fully secure one of the locks. It was probably about a hour before we were back in the house all done our project, what I affectionately called Puppy Jail, hehe (closing any gap Toby would have to squeeze through to get off the deck, he is sneaky) before we noticed that Katie (our cat) was MIA in the house. Which is very unlike her, so Mike went upstairs to take a peek and possibly find her, only to find one of the dormer doors wide open! Running through the house to search her usual hiding places and not finding her anywhere, we were sure she had found the open door. After calling and coaxing her to come out. Which she didn't want to do, I mean what cat wouldn't love having full run of the "attic crawlspace" to find bugs and squeeze into all sorts of places. In time, she finally darted out her lil face covered in dust and cobwebs and seemed scared...she ran under the bed and hid. She was very lucky she didn't get stuck, I was surprised she didn't, not very safe in there... But ever since then, she has been crying at the dormer door, and trying to pry it open, so that she can get back in...she is driving us nutty! I was trying to study today, and this is all that I heard!
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