I was doing the laundry and I looked up and there was a vulture (named Nine the cat) way up in the ceiling. I have never had a cat like Nine. He finds the highest and most dangerous places to hide out. The only problem is that we are afraid he will fall between the walls when he is in the unimproved areas of the house. To get where he is in this picture (on top of the furnace duct), he jumped from the dryer, on the other side of the room, to the top of a cabinet, to a beam, then did a high wire act across that beam, to another cabinet, to the copper pipe, you get the idea, Oh my!
I can not imagine a life without cats.