Where I thought we found Bobby's exit?
Nope.
Last night when I was getting the cats fed in the garage (not all of them were in), I heard a thump on the dumpster, which is up against the big garage door. I called out to Brian that something was out there. He went out front, I went into the backyard. I couldn't find Bobby. Brian yelled out "he's in here!"
He was in there because Brian brought him in from out front.
Crap.
So, what else was different in the yard? Why now, after all of these years? Brian moved the tractor to the middle of the yard, even though it was parked in an area where it had been parked for months before. He moved it to mow the lawn the day before, it had never been a problem before. Moving it again might solve the problem. Then we checked out the fencing with a flashlight. He fixed a couple of spots it might have been, but I was thinking along the lines of Bob jumping off of the roof onto the dumpster. If he'd gone over at some breach in the fence, why not just jump to the ground? Brian agreed, it didn't make sense why he'd go up instead of down. We both feel that he made it over to the roof somehow.
Right now Bobby is in the office, sleeping on the copy machine. Brian isn't home and I need to take a shower. I'll probably block the cat door so Bobby can't leave the house while I'm busy.
What a PITA this is.
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