The little ones are undisciplined and untrained. Untrainable? Nutley, the one with his tail up and curved over, he’s the one that made an escape. Luckily, he wasn’t gone long and we found him. I never saw him go over the rail. Sneaky cat! I’m sure he was just curious to explore the wide world. A tiny meow, and a streak across the lawn caught our attention. I don’t know who was more upset, the cat or his mistress. Rescued and returned to the fold, he was forbidden to leave the house. All deck privileges rescinded! Nutley was out on a supervised outing the next day. No indication that he would like to make another jail break. Like kids, the cats need to be under close observation every moment.