Yes, she must have gotten down there via the hole in the bathroom floor created by the removal of the former bathtub.
She emerged when I removed the grate from this previously weed-encrusted portal in the back garden yesterday.
She’s a bit rattled and she’s lost a lot of weight, but apart from that she seems fine.
7 Responses to She Was Under The House
It’s that type of fearless exploration that should be an inspiration to us all.
And a good thing you found her in time. It was dark, and she was likely to be eaten by a grue.
I am glad you found your cat. It was starting to sound like some winos ate it or something.
Magnus’s comment is the winner.
Poor Nada, she must have been scared. She probably survived by drinking the groundwater that seeped through the bathroom tiles and rationing out half a muesli bar. I suppose she’s saving all those stories for Andrew Denton.
There was a cat under your house.
>I suppose she’s saving all those stories for Andrew Denton.
Everyone I know seems to end up on Denton sooner or later. But she’ll take whatever horrors she confronted down there to her grave. She’s just that kind of cat.
Adam – yes.