It has been 106 days since my capture. While I have complained about my wardens, I must report, the substitute wardens were worse.
The Lady Warden had left very strict instructions to Callie's children to give me space. However, the 10 year old apparently found me irresistible and climbed a chair and got into my face.
This resulted in me being MIA for most of the time the people were gone.
The Man Warden was thrilled to see me come out of the ceiling at 2:30 am Tuesday morning. He was less thrilled I got back up before he could stop me.
Over the next 3 and a bit days the old wardens put my meds back in my food, tried to trick me to go into the live trap to eat (I fell for that once, I am nothing if not smart) and tried to get me out of the ceiling.
Friday morning, I was super hungry and came down for my food. The Man blocked my favourite parkour spot so I was stuck on the washing machine. Lady then chased me out of the laundry room. I have been unhappily not a ceiling cat ever since.
You may wonder how I got in the ceiling, as Styx spent time int here and Lady and Man blocked it off. Well it turns out there was a little hole with a pipe that I am small enough to fit through (Styx and Gris are not). This has since been blocked.
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| A little dirty but no worse for wear |
I am now safely back in captivity.
Lanie - Prisoner number 3
Editor's note: Immediately after she was down, she allowed us to pet her and she was purring. We have not lost any significant gains with her fortunately. If we had mice, we are also guessing this problem has been solved.

















