The other night I was busy at work scraping glazing from glass, when I heard this really loud bang from the hall. Figuring Simon had managed to get stuck behind the dryer again, I went to let him out. Only he wasn’t in there. I noticed the door to the linen closet was slightly open, so I took a peek.

This is what I saw.

Ummm… Hi.

Yeah, that didn’t scare the slippers off of me.

Simon had somehow managed to jump up onto the top shelf of the linen closet, how I’m not really sure. I tried to get him down, I was afraid he’d hurt himself jumping down, but he wasn’t in the mood.

Come back later when I get bored.