Bowie did not run to me when I called. So I thought he was again displaying his displeasure for being left alone. I noticed he had pooed and went about cleaning up while calling out to him. Funny ... no show.
He was not anywhere downstairs so I went up. I was horrified. LOOK!!!
How he could have made it up there is anyone's guess. He must have gone out of his mind when he heard the continuous thunder earlier to achieve such a feat. However he managed to do it, his drool was raining all over my desktop. ARGHHH! Another round of cleaning. Lucky thing he did not jump down until I rescued him.
























Phew! That was quite a stunt! Though he is naughty, he does look very helpless up there.
Happy cleaning....