- Oct 12, 2022
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Well, she's on the ground now. Getting from roof to the ground, though....
It started with me taking off trash. I had come out with several bags and glanced up and saw her on the edge of the roof, acting proud of herself. I made comments like "I see you up there. You're a big cat, up on the roof." I don't think this cat is even half a year old - she showed up with her mother one day and stayed every since - and to her getting on the roof was quite an achievement. She basked in the praise, rolling on the edge watching me - until she saw me carry the trash to my truck.
Now, this cat is a little strange. This cat likes to play in water, even in the winter. She also thinks she wants to ride. Had a battle this week with her getting in the cab of my truck when I leave, sitting on the floorboard of the passenger side and looking up at me like "Let's go." I have to be careful because she's started running after the truck when I leave. Yesterday she figured out that she could slip behind my truck seat from the door, likely hoping I wouldn't notice. So when she sees be heading to the truck, she starts to protest.
I for one was relieved. She was still on the roof when I took out the rest of the trash, and I thought "I can leave without her trying to follow." I assure her than I can get her down if she needed me to.
Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut. I look back from the truck and there she is, trying to get down off the roof. No, not on the shrub that she used to jump onto the roof. At the end of the gutter, where I have a downspout going down the wall, and which is closer to the truck.
Now, usually gutters have the end piece sort of spring clipped onto the gutter itself. This one is no different. As I go to retrieve her, she slips down. Now she'd hanging from the bottom of the end piece. Before I get there, down goes cat and end piece. She runs a short way, shaken but unharmed, but then the downspout falls right on top of her.
Fortunately, gutters and downspouts, at least here, are lightweight aluminum. She immediately streaked off, which let me know she was alright.
Took off the trash, came back and found her inspecting the gutter. She watched me put it back up, then wandered off.
Saw her as I was going back inside. "Now you know why you don't play with gutters," I said. She meowed something in reply. Somehow I don't think she was in agreement.
It started with me taking off trash. I had come out with several bags and glanced up and saw her on the edge of the roof, acting proud of herself. I made comments like "I see you up there. You're a big cat, up on the roof." I don't think this cat is even half a year old - she showed up with her mother one day and stayed every since - and to her getting on the roof was quite an achievement. She basked in the praise, rolling on the edge watching me - until she saw me carry the trash to my truck.
Now, this cat is a little strange. This cat likes to play in water, even in the winter. She also thinks she wants to ride. Had a battle this week with her getting in the cab of my truck when I leave, sitting on the floorboard of the passenger side and looking up at me like "Let's go." I have to be careful because she's started running after the truck when I leave. Yesterday she figured out that she could slip behind my truck seat from the door, likely hoping I wouldn't notice. So when she sees be heading to the truck, she starts to protest.
I for one was relieved. She was still on the roof when I took out the rest of the trash, and I thought "I can leave without her trying to follow." I assure her than I can get her down if she needed me to.
Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut. I look back from the truck and there she is, trying to get down off the roof. No, not on the shrub that she used to jump onto the roof. At the end of the gutter, where I have a downspout going down the wall, and which is closer to the truck.
Now, usually gutters have the end piece sort of spring clipped onto the gutter itself. This one is no different. As I go to retrieve her, she slips down. Now she'd hanging from the bottom of the end piece. Before I get there, down goes cat and end piece. She runs a short way, shaken but unharmed, but then the downspout falls right on top of her.
Fortunately, gutters and downspouts, at least here, are lightweight aluminum. She immediately streaked off, which let me know she was alright.
Took off the trash, came back and found her inspecting the gutter. She watched me put it back up, then wandered off.
Saw her as I was going back inside. "Now you know why you don't play with gutters," I said. She meowed something in reply. Somehow I don't think she was in agreement.
