We were watching a movie one night and realized Elvis wasn't around. Worrying what he might be getting into we called and looked around for him. He wasn't anywhere downstairs. We turned the light on in the upstairs hallway and saw him at the top of the stairs looking down at us from the linen closet. He had to pull out the white blanket at the bottom of the picture to make place for himself.
Luckily the cute things Elvis does makes up for the woodwork he scratches, the rolls of toilet paper he shreds, the house plants he likes to eat, the carpeting he tears apart... :-)