I came home late from my paint class last night. I saw the dutch oven on the stovetop and thought I should probably put it up...but didn't. So this morning I go downstairs and THERE HE WAS! Alright Eskie, that's enough! I reprimanded him (after I took the photo!) and put him down...pushed all the stools all the way up under the bar so he couldn't climb up. I went back upstairs to continue reading Monkeewrench...and you guessed it, when I came back downstairs, there he was. I have NO IDEA how he even got up there!