I figured this was probably how Pole escaped yesterday. She has “demonstrated” it to me twice so far.
From the wooden shelf, she gets onto the clothes line.
She has no problems at all walking on the clothes line.
From the clothes lines, I figured she can hop onto the water pipe and from there, onto the gutter and thereon, onto the roof….to freedom! But it would involved some acrobatic contortion on her part which I don’t doubt she has.
She tries but gives up. Or, she knows she is being watched, so she won’t reveal her secret “Poleway”.
I’ll call the contractor and if he is kind enough to make another trip here, I’ll polycarb this gap.
She gets onto another shelf and looks back at the water pipe.
Oh, these are plants Chen brought for me yesterday. One of them is catnip. Help Chen! Which one?
Stargazing, waiting for the mothership? Or just relaxing?
I wish I had my own condo too.
Maybe Pole can tell me which is the catnip?
Cow takes a nap.
Houston to mothership, do you read?
Me is Tabs, and Tabs is happy in ze condo.
She tries again.
Nope, the angle is not right.
We are here, mothership. Do you read?
Mothership did not come, but someone else did.
No, it’s not Gorilla. It’s a black cat. And it’s huge.
Cleo helps Pole in her survey.
Tabs, on the other hand, is more “grounded”. She has been trying to sneak out whenever we open any door.
What’s with the females, anyway? The males are all pretty contented staying in. The females must go out and hunt?
“Shadow” strolls along the wall.
There is also another pair of beautiful white cats who comes by from the back neighbour on the right. Our back garden used to be their playground before we moved in. My husband says they are the Blueys Senior. I call them the Snow White Sisters. Will take a photo next, if I see them.
Cow continues to watch.
It’s back to the condo for you, Pole.
Can’t take the risk.