Yesterday, I saw Temeraire perched at the edge of the loft, peering down around the living room. I didn't think much of it - the cats often like to crouch there and see what's happenin' downstairs.
Next thing I know, he's FLYING through the air. He sailed clean over the the couch, the coffee table, and me to land neatly on the floor beyond, then scooted off as if nothing had happened. I can tell you though, I nearly had a heart attack during that split second. I thought he was going to break his neck or something jumping off an entire story.
At least his name is warranted.
In less exciting news, I bought him those rings with the balls in them and he's utterly fascinated. It's too cute for words. Going to take a video and put it up, in case you don't believe just how cute it is.
Next thing I know, he's FLYING through the air. He sailed clean over the the couch, the coffee table, and me to land neatly on the floor beyond, then scooted off as if nothing had happened. I can tell you though, I nearly had a heart attack during that split second. I thought he was going to break his neck or something jumping off an entire story.
At least his name is warranted.
In less exciting news, I bought him those rings with the balls in them and he's utterly fascinated. It's too cute for words. Going to take a video and put it up, in case you don't believe just how cute it is.