Only the Goober is in the living room with me. So I go to investigate, and what do I find?
Actually, when I first walked in the room, it was the cat's butt sticking out, not her face. That window sill is at least five feet off the ground; the cat is using the new bed as a launch pad. Remember? From this photo?
You can see the flower and the edge of the window above the Goober's head, and get an idea of placement. This cat's jumping is more accurate than a rocket launch.
Now I will be able to share the joy of SekhmetYouFucker with the neighbors. She's gonna sit there and meow at them all day. There's a major sidewalk/pathway right on the other side of the window, that kids walk every day after school.
Good thing the landlord knows she's here.
7 comments:
Now she has something else to do besides pester you. She can taunt the kids walking by. The cat, I mean, not The Goob.
How're you feeling?
Birds? Squirrels? Small pet dogs?
(my husband calls them land pirahnas if allowed to run free, or, "rat on a rope" if leashed.)So many things for a cat to yell at.
Your blogging is so funny -- I could totally see this as a scene from a movie!
LOL-- awwww... Sekhmet has herself some frennnnsss....
But what was the crash from?
At least your fucker doesn't pee in your kitchen. My fucker is going to be finding a new home.
The outside is always more interesting. Sekmet may be a fucker, but she's a smart fucker.
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