17 November 2011
Here, Kitty, Kitty!
The boys were the first to make it up to the branches where they'd rest in the crooks. Deciding they wanted to come down, they meowed nervously, only then becoming aware that they were stuck. They spent a little while stranded until they gleaned enough bravery to tumble clumsily back to the ground.
Snickers, their only sister, is not one to be left behind. She's considerably daintier than Hercules and RJ but she can be ferocious in her own right. She was soon tearing up the trees and getting marooned on the limbs, only after she paced and fidgeted and meowed pleadingly, she could not figure out how to get down. Jack reassured me that she'd stumble back down. I reluctantly allowed her to spend her first night in a tree.
After a learning curve, Snickers figured out how to rotate herself around and slide down the trunk, not unlike a baby learning to successfully navigate stairs.
This morning, Claire yelled happily from her room and I went to get her, drawing the blinds to let the sun shine in. I took a double take:
I'm glad that the cats aren't afraid to stand up for themselves but at the same time, know when it's time to hightail it. The ladder's back down so if comes to it again tonight, Snickers is going to have to revert to back to the trusty old trees.