Hidin' From the Humans
Let me start out by saying that I never intend on "hiding" on the humans, but it usually happens anyway. Sometimes I sleep in the closet. Or under the bed. Or in the credenza. Or, as pictured above, in my cat tree. Sometimes I hide in the kitchen.
It is nice to have places to go. Places where I don't have to worry about being picked up & danced around with the accompianent of the do-do-do song, places where I can be free of Trance and his machinations.
Eventually they might find out where I am. But, until then, I am free.