Younger daughter and I were talking at my desk this morning when we heard a pitiful meow. At first we thought it was Little Cat but soon realized it was Jake outside the open window. Another meow, and he appeared on the window (some 6 feet off the ground). He had his front feet on the edge of the upper glass, claws in the screen, and hung there wondering, "now what the hell do I do? " After gingerly climbing down to get his front feet on the screen and his back feet on the house, and hanging there a minute, he thumped onto the ground. I stuck my head out the front door to check on him, but by then he was around back, drinking water, flipping his tail, and acting like nothing happened.
(The screen is unscathed, luckily. ALHS would have had a fit had it been snagged.)