This evening Mom walked over to talk to me in my office, Alice in tow. As Mom stopped at the door frame to talk to me (she doesn’t like to get too close to me if she can avoid it), Alice suddenly sprinted for the storage room. Mom tried to grab her but Alice is a quick little thing when she has to be. Alice ran for the kitty litter and hopped in. Of course Mom was right behind her and immediately plucked her back out, but this doesn’t seem like a good habit. We may have to get a gate with a kitty sized hole in it.