What a wild chase he led you on! You must have been half-crazy, wondering where he could be. I can't imagine how he got up that ladder.

In our old house we had folding stairs to the attic and once we found Archy halfway up the rungs (they were wide boards, not narrow metal ones like yours). We were scared to death he'd get up there and fall thru the insulation or get caught where the roof met the floor.

We always do a head count when we go up and down!

Boy, I bet he was all proud of himself!