My old boy, Einstein the cat wasn’t the brightest nor most athletic cat of all time. Being a big rag doll cat, you’d think it would be really hard to loose such an animal. But lo and behold, one day he got out of the house when none of us were looking. Nine year old me and my seven year old sister start to panic. He was a stray before we adopted him, but it hurt to think he would be alone and scared out there. So we started a search. Mom found him sleeping about 3 houses down from us on the back porch. Seems he was too lazy to run away.