Post by Dan on Apr 13, 2011 9:47:31 GMT -8
When we had our house built in 2000 it had a large arched passage that goes into the bathroom from the master bedroom. Seemed like a good idea at the time, made both rooms look bigger, and very open feeling.
What I failed to consider is is that I go to work at 2:00 PM and Sugar goes in at 7:00 AM. When she is blow drying her hair at 6:00 AM, I've been asleep for about four hours, which is in effect, the middle of the night for me.
After a couple of years we had a door built and installed between the bathroom and the bedroom. Not an easy task, as the passage is quite high, and rounded at the top. For the door to fit correctly and swing, it had to have a gap at the bottom, about 2-1/2".
Anyway, when Scooter came home he could, and often would, just squeeze himself under the gap, and freely go back and forth between the bathroom and bedroom. It wasn't long before he grew too big to get under the door, so he stopped doing it. If it wasn't latched all the way he'd just push it open, or give up if it was.
At least we assumed he gave up...
One morning about 3 months ago, I'm sound asleep when I am awakened up by Sugar calling me from the bathroom. I get up, and sleepily stumble for the bathroom with my contacts obviously off. She hears me and yells, "Don't open the door!" At this point I'm a little annoyed, and ask her what the heck she wants in the middle of the night. All she says is, "Look down".
It didn't take long to see the problem. There is 3/4 of Scooter's rear end sticking out of the gap in the door, he's obviously stuck. He managed to get his head under the door by laying on his side, and then rotated so he was on his feet. At that point, he wasn't going anywhere, forward or reverse.
Sugar and I coordinated our plan talking through the closed door. She got his head in one hand while I scooped up the rest of him on the other side of the door. She slowly opened the door as we both moved Scooter backwards. Once we got cat and door opened about six inches, we carefully slid him to the edge of the door, and got him out.
He gave us both a look of embarrassment, and gratitude at the same time. Then he looked at the door like, "Huh, I really thought I could make it. I guess I wont try that again".... ;D
What I failed to consider is is that I go to work at 2:00 PM and Sugar goes in at 7:00 AM. When she is blow drying her hair at 6:00 AM, I've been asleep for about four hours, which is in effect, the middle of the night for me.
After a couple of years we had a door built and installed between the bathroom and the bedroom. Not an easy task, as the passage is quite high, and rounded at the top. For the door to fit correctly and swing, it had to have a gap at the bottom, about 2-1/2".
Anyway, when Scooter came home he could, and often would, just squeeze himself under the gap, and freely go back and forth between the bathroom and bedroom. It wasn't long before he grew too big to get under the door, so he stopped doing it. If it wasn't latched all the way he'd just push it open, or give up if it was.
At least we assumed he gave up...
One morning about 3 months ago, I'm sound asleep when I am awakened up by Sugar calling me from the bathroom. I get up, and sleepily stumble for the bathroom with my contacts obviously off. She hears me and yells, "Don't open the door!" At this point I'm a little annoyed, and ask her what the heck she wants in the middle of the night. All she says is, "Look down".
It didn't take long to see the problem. There is 3/4 of Scooter's rear end sticking out of the gap in the door, he's obviously stuck. He managed to get his head under the door by laying on his side, and then rotated so he was on his feet. At that point, he wasn't going anywhere, forward or reverse.
Sugar and I coordinated our plan talking through the closed door. She got his head in one hand while I scooped up the rest of him on the other side of the door. She slowly opened the door as we both moved Scooter backwards. Once we got cat and door opened about six inches, we carefully slid him to the edge of the door, and got him out.
He gave us both a look of embarrassment, and gratitude at the same time. Then he looked at the door like, "Huh, I really thought I could make it. I guess I wont try that again".... ;D