Today we have for you an epic tale of Louie getting stuck in a rather odd place.
And we need your help!
What do you think? Leave a comment on the video (or here) to help us!
Love,
Crepes.
PS. This is TOTALLY something Louie would do. I wouldn’t. Would your cat? Where is the oddest place your cat has ever gotten stuck?
That was too funny! Glad the water worked!
Shake the treat bag! That always brings us running from wherever we get off to. 🙂
I got under the floorboards at a kennel once. Mom left me there for a week and I got under the floorboards on the second day and howled and carried on until mom came home…you see I wasn’t stuck…just unhappy and wouldn’t come out till I heard mom’s voice.
In Louis case I would get the towel wet and leave it right outside the bathroom door for when the mom went it…*poof* Louis suddenly appears.
(((Shoko)))
Mom’s old cat Danny got stuck in the rung on the back of a chair. Her dad had to saw the rung to get him out, boy was he mad, her dad that is. Love Dolly
I’m wondering if that towel might not be one of those sponge thingies that when you get it wet it puffs up into the shape of the “whatever” its’ shape is – we’ve seen dinosaurs, dogs, farm animals, etc. sponges that are FLAT when you buy ’em then WHAMMO when they get wet they’re puffed back up…..well…..it’s worth a try…..maybe……or not….. Let’s see, I got caught/stuck under a couch once. We never did figure out how I could get UNDER there but couldn’t pry myself back OUT again.
Hugs, Sammy
Get out one of your cat carriers and tell him he has to go to the vet for a lot of shots and that the vet will put “the other thing” in the “you know where”… Start to put the towel in the carrier and Louie should materialize out of the towel to some other place where you can’t find him–but at least he will be out of the towel and back into 3D.
When I adopted Bean he was really sick and had to stay at the vet for 10 days. When I brought him home he had a lot of health problems–I actually had to do chest compressions on him one night when he could not breathe. Scared the &#@% out of me. Did not know what else to do (you know, bad air out–good air in). One night I could not find him. I thought he had crawled off somewhere and died. In complete hysteria, I called a friend and asked her to come over and help me look for him in case I missed some nook or cranny.
Right after I placed the call, I heard a weird creaky noise under the kitchen floor and it sounded like it might be coming from the basement. My cats are not allowed in the basement and I had already looked there just in case Bean had sneaked by me at some point while I had opened or closed the door. I heard the noise again and went down to investigate–and did not see my cat. Just then, I heard another little creaky sound. And then another. I followed the sound and saw nothing. I then realized that the noise was coming from above me and from one of the heating/cooling ducts. While I was trying to find something to stand on so I could inspect the top of the ducts (I’m short), I looked over by one of the basement windows and saw the bottom half of four kitty legs. The furry little poop had been exploring the entire basement by traversing the ducts. To this day, I do not know how he could have managed to get on top of them as there was no easy access even for a cat. Needless to say, his feet were covered in soot and Bean received a partial bath which he did not appreciate in the least.
Opening the pantry where the treats are stored always brings us running. Even when the humans are opening the pantry to get to the human food. Where do you store your treats? Hopefully it’s not in a towel, too.
Wow! That was epic!
Have a great Thursday…
Noodle and crew
Hmmm, when mes disappears, life here goes on as usual.
The weirdest place mes disappeared too, I got into the space behind the dresser and between the drawers and the wall. Took Mommy 2 hours (and mes yelling) for her to finally figures out where I was and pull out a drawer so mes could gets out.
Kisses
Nellie
Uh-oh! I hope this never happens to me!
Put Louie down and go into the bathroom. Shut the bathroom door and wait. Louie should be on the other side of the bathroom door shortly. Good Luck!
My initial thought was the same as Betty’s.. getting the towel wet..
How about next to a sunpuddle?
no no, I know.. Ignore it.. cats HATE to be ignored. Just read a book next to Louie..
(and seriously, how much do I want that towel?? I don’t think I could begin to tell you)
Oh! Oh! Get on the computer! No matter WHERE my cat is, he can always tell that I have just logged on. From out of nowhere to my lap and across the keyboard in the blink of an eye!
Yell the magic words….ADOPT CATS!
If Louie doesn’t like being wet, try dampening the towel. Maybe he come out on his own. He’ll be mad at you, though.