It Escaped!

It was restless, up there, following the guys following the star. It wanted, um, faster transportation, and it found it....

After that little thrill ride, it found a sofa. Not too hard, not too soft, Just right!
Editor's note: Good job it found the car before and not after it found NScale's Panic Room. Anyway, This morning, after it had sufficiently recovered from it's late-night encounter with the Black Sheep to stagger out the door again, it moved on...
It found it's way across town. It checked the mail. It warmed itself by the fire. Well, it tried anyway--it did warm itself in this cheery, yet very quiet house.
It was tired. It wanted to lie down. Again, it found the perfect place--not to hard, not too soft--Just Right...

Until I found it, grabbed it by it's ear, and hauled it back home to it's perch, following the guys following the star.