Cats...I love cats. Its nearly five years since I said goodbye to my Gracie Baby.
She used to climb, too. Just onto a fence post, and up into the fernery where she'd lie on the netting above the plants. She wouldn't climb down, though. Oh no. I would come out and call her name, she would lazily get up, walk over to the edge of the roof, and I would hold out my hands, lifting them up, and she would step down into my arms.
I spoiled her rotten, I admit.
She used to climb, too. Just onto a fence post, and up into the fernery where she'd lie on the netting above the plants. She wouldn't climb down, though. Oh no. I would come out and call her name, she would lazily get up, walk over to the edge of the roof, and I would hold out my hands, lifting them up, and she would step down into my arms.
I spoiled her rotten, I admit.