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I was sitting at the computer when the hutch rattled and I caught a glimpse of Sylvie as she leaped for the top of the pantry shelves, barely making it and with her claws scrabbling for purchase.  This time she really had difficulty figuring out how to get down when she was finished grooming and she kept crying.  She was up too high for me to get hold of her, so I moved the computer chair nearer to her so that she might jump down to that.  She wouldn't take the hint.  I left the room hoping she would figure it out.  When I came back she'd made it onto the top of the hutch and in a while I saw her leave the room.  I'm sure it was more nerve-wracking for me than for her.