Good news, everyone. The cat (or cats) that may have been trapped in the basement seem to have found their way out.
For the last few weeks, I had been hearing a mewing cat but couldn’t find it. I finally found it in the basement, which is no small feat, because I have what you might call a scary basement. Fortunately, I’m not squeamish about going down there, but maybe I should be.
I put out some food, laid a plank from the cubbyhole to the floor and left the door open for a short time (keeping an eye to make sure nothing else went down.)
It’s been a few days now, no more food has been eaten and no more mewing has been heard. I think we liberated the cat.
Keep hope alive, CrazyBird. Keep hope alive.