This is what it happens when you always leave the window open, all day long even in winter. The reasons? I don’t know. Perhaps you have claustrophobia, perhaps you need to feel the air going through your house all the time or perhaps you are Rapunzel waiting for the Prince to ask you "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair, so that I may climb the golden stair".
But there is no prince. What you get eventually is a hungry raccoon who for what I have heard, ends up sleeping in your bed and if you are not dear it calls the rest of its long family to have a picnic in your sitting room.
I feel sorry for the one thinking that Prince Charming was going to climb up there. Still, it is a very cute raccoon, isn’t it?