Max. Escaped. Again.

I was woken up by his yowling at 7am. I thought he was still inside the house. It went on and on, until the neighbour opened the door and investigate. Then I realised Max had jumped out again. I opened the door, he was not there, but he came running soon. I think he was singing ALONG the corridor, and under my window.

Spencer was eating breakfast on the counter, I waved at her and went back to sleep. Max jumped up to peer closely into my face. Seeing that I refused to budge, he left.

I wonder how he jumped out, since I had moved the TV and shoe cabinet away from the window so the cats can't use them as launch pads. Or landing strips.

Spencer was sleeping behind the sofa drape when I woke up at 8.15am. She tends to be quite invisible lately. I had to look for her several times last night.

Max slept inside the cat tent, which I had put in a cushion and sprinkled with cat nip.