Julie on top of the furniture watching the kittens….
The real story of the evening was Rhea the stucco post climber. Kimkiminy may be right about her becoming a real climber. It wasn’t too long after she was outside that she went up the post, but only a few feet. She hung there like a limpet for a bit, then played on.
A few minutes later, there she was again. Ok, so at least she has learned not to go too high.
Then she ran up a third time right in front of me and went up…and up….and up!
A lot higher than yesterday, almost to the top of the post!
She was so high I couldn’t even reach her sticking my hands up. She had to shinny down a foot or so before I could steady her bottom and lift her off.
I might have to keep an upstairs window open for her if this keeps up.
A while after that I there was another kitten chase into the house. This time it was Rhea chasing Davout into the kitchen.
She’s a pistol.