I got up this morning and went out on the porch and I can’t find Max. Then I hear him whining. I open the door on the porch it’s enclosed thinking that he got locked out after the kids got on the bus this morning. He’s not out there but I can still here him. So I go to the side of the house and check if he got out and is waiting at the gate for someone to let him back in.

Nope.

I listen again and it occurs to me that the noise is coming from on top of the house. The back of our house is half-way underground and Max had climbed up on top of the house. He couldn’t get down because of the slant of the roof and the frost on the roof still. So I check on the kids and make sure they are OK and decide to climb up and try and get him down. Once I got part way up I decided that wasn’t a very good idea since I’m the only one home and if I get stuck or fall off the roof. I would be in trouble. Plus I’m scared of heights. So I get the ladder out and put it up against the side of the house and try to get him. Well Max has gotten so big that didn’t work either. Poor baby was stuck up there until the sun came up and melted the frost on the roof. Which wasn’t very long thankfully. Once he got down I shut off his access to the roof. So I won’t be doing that again.