It was satisfying, not going to lie about it. I sat up in bed and listened to him grouse for a bit then went back to sleep. I even brought the porch shovels in (we usually kept two outside next to the door so anyone in the building could use them) and tucked them into the utility closet. Don’t know how he got out, in the morning the car was gone and just enough of the snow had been moved so the car could escape - but it likely wasn’t fun for the driver.