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Ceiling Cat Strikes Again.
Mar. 5th, 2008 02:11 pmYesterday, the kind plumbers came and replaced the sewage drainpipe, the vent, and the connector for the upstairs bathroom. They petted Angel (the psycho kitty) successfully, they dealt with the erratic houseguest who insisted on doing rubbings of the original wallpaper revealed when the wall was open and the downpipe removed, and they finally broke down and asked Juergen, "Um, which one of them are you married to?" They also cut a new piece of sub-subfloor and glued and screwed it down so the bunny-eating hole did not reappear. All this, and it only cost us money.
However, by the time I came home, it was clear that Rosie, our calico cat, was missing. We called for her outside, figuring she snuck out through a door or into the basement and through her patent invisible escape hatch... we looked for her in the attic, in the basement, in the crawl space, in the cupboards and closets and pantries and the washer and dryer and the larger dresser drawers.
No cat. No cat noises. Not a peep.
Exhausted, we sank down at the dining room table. Angel walked into the kitchen and I heard things-pinging sort of noises. Sarah went to investigate.
"Come down here, you naughty Rosie kitty!"
We raced in. Sarah pointed up.
Through the original hole in the ceiling under where the toilet once was and will be again, we could see... calico.
Yes. Rosie had hidden in the floorboards and not come out or objected when her escape route was blocked.
After a little lathe-breaking, much struggling and swearing and under Rosie's quite extreme protests, Juergen managed to extract the cat from the ceiling. While the rest of us tried not to completely freak her out by laughing hysterically. We have video of the last part of this process.
In other news, this morning we had more kitchen waterfalls, and the plumber has been back to replace the pipe from the tub drain to the drain. He was horrified to hear of Rosie's adventures (It's not as if it was HIS fault our cat is an idiot and we failed to lock her up properly!)
However, by the time I came home, it was clear that Rosie, our calico cat, was missing. We called for her outside, figuring she snuck out through a door or into the basement and through her patent invisible escape hatch... we looked for her in the attic, in the basement, in the crawl space, in the cupboards and closets and pantries and the washer and dryer and the larger dresser drawers.
No cat. No cat noises. Not a peep.
Exhausted, we sank down at the dining room table. Angel walked into the kitchen and I heard things-pinging sort of noises. Sarah went to investigate.
"Come down here, you naughty Rosie kitty!"
We raced in. Sarah pointed up.
Through the original hole in the ceiling under where the toilet once was and will be again, we could see... calico.
Yes. Rosie had hidden in the floorboards and not come out or objected when her escape route was blocked.
After a little lathe-breaking, much struggling and swearing and under Rosie's quite extreme protests, Juergen managed to extract the cat from the ceiling. While the rest of us tried not to completely freak her out by laughing hysterically. We have video of the last part of this process.
In other news, this morning we had more kitchen waterfalls, and the plumber has been back to replace the pipe from the tub drain to the drain. He was horrified to hear of Rosie's adventures (It's not as if it was HIS fault our cat is an idiot and we failed to lock her up properly!)
