One day, shortly after I moved into this apartment, I could find Squeaky absolutely nowhere, and Thomas wasn't talking.
I finished washing my hands and noticed that the light from the fixture over the sink, a long fixture that held 2 flourescent tubes above a plastic grid bottom, looked funny.
I peered up at it, and realized first of all that there was a strange irregular "blob" on the plastic, and second of all, there was the tip of a striped tail hanging over the wooden side of the fixture.
Terrified that Squeaky would either break a tube or fall through the plastic grid, I was also wondering how in hell she got up there, as the fixture is nearly 5 feet directly over the extended vanity and extends the entire length of the vanity as well.
Anyway, I yelled at Squeaky to GTFO of there, which startled her. Startling her caused her to leap 6 feet horizontally from the fixture to the shelf about the hanging rack in the hall closet, where she landed with a resounding thump, still better than 6' off the ground.
At that point I walked away only to hear a scrabbling from the hallway a short while later. I hurried to the vanity (and fixture) to discover Squeaky hanging from the light fixture by her front paws, as she did a pull-up into the fixture.
I've since given up on the battle over the light fixture. So far she hasn't broken anything. I Just have to slap the proper attachment on the Dyson, get up on a stepstool, and vacuum out the fixture every week or so.
Meanwhile, yesterday I got back from picking up medications at Wally world just in time to see Squeaky take a swandive off the top of the bedroom door INTO the light fixture. Another 6' jump with about a 1' drop. Once I got over the heart attack i nearly had as a cat went soaring over my head and landed with an almighty thump, I quit worrying about the lightfixture.
Thomas meanwhile (luckily) confines most of his antics to the ground, though he can get remarkably silly while keeping his feet on the carpet or on me.