The Dark Knight has been floating around the house ever since he burst on the scene via the oversized box of Cheerios.

I occasionally find him lodged under the bathroom door:

Or lounging about on the toilet:

He seems to take frequent breaks from his busy crime-fighting schedule to pose by the wicker basket:

And chill out on the vents:

Once, I even found him perched precariously on the slide:

However, there have been times when he’s shown up on the counter, a clear indication that someone is helping him get from place to place:

He’s active, that Dark Knight.