We woke this morning about 6 am to what sounded like a door swinging open. We both lay in a daze for a while as you do when woken abruptly. I took a look at our bedroom door, last week Grigio had managed to climb up our dressing gowns hung on the back and was balanced on the top edge of the door. Mr FF lifted her down. This time she must have climbed up the same way and launched herself from the door edge onto the top of our wardrobe, which is high, the photo was taken from our bed.
We left her there for a while, when she got restless Mr FF went for the small steps but she wouldn’t come to him so we ignored her again though more sleep was impossible. Then she started preparing herself for a launch, presumably onto our bed with the possibility of landing on the tiled floor. He went for the proper stepladder and got her down, she was so pleased with herself purring and parading around.
Her love of heights is worrying, Grigio is ingenious at getting into precarious places and it never crosses her mind how she will get down again.