Gaah!!!
The kitten were supposed to be ‘trying out’ found a tiny hole I’d made, in our bedroom floor (to pass computer/tech-gubbins wires through) and went into it… entering the void between the downstairs ceiling and the upstairs floor.
And he’s been up there for a couple of days now. It’s doing our heads in. Mine especially, I think. We can hear and see him, thanks to a much larger hole in the downstairs ceiling. We’ve been trying to get him out.
We can’t reach him. So it’s a case of tempting him out with food and drink. In this game of cat and mouse, where we’re the cat, and he’s the mouse? Well… he’s winning.
*I don’t like taking photos with flash. But without flash you can barely see the little bastard.
This whole ridiculous imbroglio is keeping me awake nights. I just missed the sneaky wee fecker. I heard him surface for a drink of water. But the instant I moved he bolted back down the hole.
So I’ve rigged a trapdoor arrangement, with a length of wool. And I’ve moved the water a little further from the opening. If I hear him drinking again, I ‘simply’ (I wonder?) pull the string. And – hopefully? – he’s then trapped back inside our bedroom.