When I first adopted Don Juan, I kept him in a spare bedroom with an adjoining bathroom, which I used for a home office. A couple of days after I got him, I was using the computer when suddenly I heard a MEOW MEOW MEOW! from the bathroom.

The bathroom had a stall shower with tile up to about 60" from the floor. Somehow, Don Juan had leaped from the top of the shower door frame and was hanging from the top edge of the tile by his front claws! He was trying to get a purchase on the tile with his back feet, but no luck.

This was, of course, the first of many adventures.

Liz