Tigger once did something like that, but in someone else’s house. We couldn’t find him all day, and then in the late afternoon we got a phone call from a woman saying that she had our cat and that, BY THE WAY, he had ripped her curtains to shreds trying to escape through the glass window in her living room. Oops.

Now he contents himself with BELIEVING he’s stuck upstairs when the door is actually wide open. He’ll look at the wide open door, decide it’s a probably mirage of some kind, and then wail through the mesh on the other side of the stairs that he’s stuck and demands an immediate rescue.

On the other hand, Caper never gets stuck anywhere. In fact, that’s why she’s named “Caper”. As a kitten, she was called “Caper the Escaper”, and that’s where her name comes from!