This is extremely strange. Remember our new baby kitty Pickle?
Today I had my granddaughter here and Pickle had been ricocheting around the house playing and pouncing like kitties do, then we didn’t see her for a while so we went looking and calling for her. Finally standing in the front hall by the stairs Alice said, “I hear her”. So I stopped and listened very hard. Hearing is not one of my better abilities but sure enough I heard a very faint meow coming from upstairs. So the two of us headed up there to see what she was up to and when we got to the top of the stairs we both froze jaws open. Pickle was inside the closed window, outside of the window sash and inside the screen, standing on her hind legs facing in with her front paws reaching up and out as far as they could.
This is the oldest part of the house and has the original heavy 200 y/o windows that don’t stay up on their own anymore but require a bit of wood to prop them open. But it’s 900° outside with 80% humidity (slight exaggeration) so the windows were closed. How the fuck do you suppose that happened?