As I have mentioned in previous posts, Velvet is our problem child. She is the only one that wants to be outdoors more than inside. She is the mischief maker, the instigator, the diva, the roof climber, the one who likes to leave presents on the doorstep. Several days ago she disappeared again. You can read about the last time this happened by clicking here. After checking all her known haunts we gave up and decided to wait her out. Later that evening the Old Salt was preparing to take a shower. When he went to the linen closet for a clean towel this is what he found.
Our Velvet, wedged into a tight space between the top shelf and a stack of towels. She seemed not to care that she had been locked in that closet for some time (I have a bad happen of going around the house shutting doors--- guess I had better start checking first). She just patiently waited for me to go get the camera and snap a couple of shots. In fact, she looked at us as if to say, "Close that door and leave me alone."
As a side note. Last evening when I went out to water the plants I found that Velvet had left us a small (dead) present on the stoop. At first I thought it was a mouse but the Old Salt informed me it was a shrew. That was a new one for me. I had never heard that word used in terms of a critter before. A parentally we have a field full of them behind our house. Leave it to Velvet to bring one home.