
For his first few days with the run of the house, Scout had trouble getting up onto the couch. Try, scramble, fall back on his butt, try again. He’s just a little guy yet.
But this morning he clawed his way to the uppermost spot in the room: the curtain railing. Neither Candy nor Bethesda ever made it that high. I have a feeling no place in the house will be safe from his paws!