Last night, Little Girl decided she was going up a tree after a woodpecker.
When she was about forty feet up, the woodpecker hopped over to a nearby tree, and Little Girl had to figure out how to get back down.
These cats have a long and storied history of getting stuck in trees, which I'm too lazy to link to right now, but trust me, I knew last night's voyage down the tree wasn't gonna be pretty.
She started out coming down head-first, which works about as well as if you or I tried to come down a tree head-first.
She actually made it about ten feet down before she fell, and then she free-fell about another ten feet before - ooof! - catching a branch with her tummy, at which point she grabbed onto the branch with her front claws and - I shit you not - actually did a loop-the-loop around the branch, just like a circus aerialist, before falling again and - ooof! ooof! ooof! - catching branches all the way to the ground.
And then she sauntered away nonchalantly, all, "I meant to do that", while I laughed myself silly. What can I say - I'm a sucker for slapstick.
A little while later, The Runt decided to show her how it's done, and went up THE SAME DAMN TREE, about fifty feet, before realizing - dang! - he had to get back down again.
But The Runt, being the veteran stuck-in-tree-er that he is, hesitated only a moment before swinging around and heading down butt-first, the only sure way for safe egress from a tree.
Good job, Runt!
Little Girl with a recent conquest:
Check out the size of that frog! Don't worry, I scooped him up and carried him to the swamp out back, where he swam away good as new.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
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I guess that's why all my previous cats refused to come down while anyone was watching - thereby avoiding any chance of embarrassment.
(If this is a duplicate, it's because I got a 504 error on the first attempt, so I'm not sure it was posted.)
Wow, that is a big frog! Jeez. Thankfully, my cats only act like they're going to climb a tree. They run up to one and look up at it like they're about to go for it and then run away. Sometimes they go up a couple feet. My little scaredy cats.
"I meant to do that", LMAO!!!
Thanks for the laugh!!
You know, I felt kind of bad, laughing at her, but when she swung around that branch like a gymnast on the high bar getting ready for her dismount, I lost it.
As a matter of fact, I'm laughing right now, just thinking about it.
Bad me.
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