Bean ran as soon as Mr. Lou was brought back into the house today. For the longest time I could not find her. I knew he frightened her when we came in, so after I was sure he was all set I started looking for her. She has several usual hiding spots. Then I remembered, when she is really scared (or thinks she is going to be put in her kennel for travel) she hides under our bed. I was SURE I’d spot her there. Wrong. I gave up looking after that. Then a while later I spotted her crouched behind a plant and some candle stick holders on a shelf in the kitchen–12 inches from the ceiling! How she managed to get there, with out breaking anything or making any noise is beyond me. And she was not happy when I made her get down. Man, our cats are weird.