At first I thought my son had fallen, or knocked something down. But we met up with eachother in the hallway, as we were trying to locate the source of the crash.
In the utility/laundry room, the free-standing shelf above the washer and dryer was rocking back and forth. And it was empty.
The heavy stuff, like the box of tools, iron, and the replacement bathroom faucet that still hasn’t replace anything after being purchased several months ago, all fell forward onto the floor.
The soft fluffy things, like the stack of rugs, cleaning towels, and cat. went behind the washer and dryer.
I wouldn’t have known they were back there, if one of those things hadn’t been making a hell of a racket trying to climb up the back of the washing machine.
When I looked over the back of the washer, I still couldn’t see him, because he was underneath everything else. I just saw the stack of towels rising half way up, then dropping with a thud, and much kitty cussing. I was able to reach most of the stuff ontop of him, but I couldn’t reach him. One end is blocked by the water heater, and the other end is blocked by a desk. But the desk end has about 6" between it and the washer. I reached in as far as I could, and tried to coax him out that way. It took almost 30 mins. It may have taken less time if my loud laughter hadn’t been freaking him out even more.