So, Scout has found her a new spot, sleeping on our CLEAN TOWELS.
Yeah, I see you there, looking all cute and innocent. GET DOWN.
I thought I was being clever, and I put the hand towel across it. "That'll stop her."
Next morning, SIKE.
So, I figured putting the washcloth bin up there would stop her. Hubs didn't agree. *sigh* He was right. Later that day....
YOU GINGER HEIFER. GET OUT.
So, I got a freakin' Mantry crate and put it up there. She jumped up there, and we heard a crash, and saw her running off.
So far, so good...