This morning, like every morning, I heard Gene open the patio door and go “meow, meow”! It struck me so funny! He was calling for Kat and soon she came running for her breakfast.
A little later we saw her on the warehouse roof. This is a low roof with only a mild grade, and a low-hanging tree for climbing up and down. We saw her there the other day playing a game of “pounce” with the leaves.
Obviously she has not learned her lesson about roofs! She was sitting on the roof crying “meow”.
We snapped a few pictures of her looking over the edge and left her to her own devices. After a while she disappeared.
Sorry, Kat, but we are not going to play your little “come get me” game-unless you are in real trouble!!!
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