When I got home from work yesterday, I called the cats that were
outside with the generic "kitty kitty, kitty".  None showed up, but I
heard a meow I didn't recognize coming from the garage.  I went in and
called again - the meow was fainter and hard to place.

The garage is not used for cars, it is used to store power garden
tools and some junk - it's hard to get around in.  I climbed over
things to get to both ends and both sides and still the meow seemed to
be coming from different places.  There was no cat to be found in the
garage.

Eventually, I decided the cat must be in the attic, but had no clue
how one could get up there since the access hole was covered.

I got a ladder and power screwdriver, and removed the access hole
cover.  Too dark to see anything, except that the eves were not closed
in, so a cat could, if being chased hard enough by a dog, jump on
something outside and up through that gap.  Went to get a big
flashlight.

After much searching, I caught a glimpse of the neighborhood red tabby
hiding from me in a corner.  He obviously wasn't happy where he was,
otherwise why would he have responded to my calls?  However, he did
not want *me* to rescue him.  I left the step ladder in the hole in
the hope that he would use it after I left.

T.E.D. (tdavis@gearbox.maem.umr.edu)
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