The ADHD finally caught up with me. I woke up and came downstairs to find a bunch of stuff from a lower shelf of my workbench on the ground, obviously from a naughty cat trying to climb onto it (they know they’re not allowed up there!) Then I noticed I had forgotten to close the stick tank when I “borrowed” some food for the spiny slug babies last night. A female was out, and everybody else seemed safely intent on stating inside, except I’m missing a male. One of their defense strategies is to fall on the ground and not move, “I’m a stick!” Unfortunately, all of my cats are dead-set on eating anything of vegetable origin (it was a situation when I was feeding them rose). I thought I heard some rustling under my desk, but I couldn’t find him (or whatever made the noise, could have been a spider). So I’m hoping either I overlooked him in the stick tank, or he shows up eating one of my books when he gets hungry and can’t find any leaves. *sigh* May 27, 2019