Nine lives...

So I was taking advantage of an amazing day and cleaned out the Suburban. It needed it desperately. I finished, locked the car and went inside to start on the house. As I came out to empty the trash this is what I saw.... I have, on numerous occasions, found Tux in situations that if I would not have done something out of my routine he would not be with us any longer. He is going to get himself into real trouble one. I wonder how many lives he has left?