Cats Can't Fly

Right after Christmas we got a kitten.  He's fun and funny, cuddly and cute and everything you would expect in a kitten.  We all adore him.  But, he also makes us nervous.  You know the expression "curiosity killed the cat"?  Well...  I hope it doesn't apply to him one day. 

 

Recently, Chester learned that he could follow the birds up the tree and ONTO THE ROOF!  The first and second time the Woodsman got the ladder out and rescued him.  (Have you ever tried to carry a cat down a ladder?  Not easy.)  After that we decided that he was on his own.  We stand near the tree and call him down.  He meows and complains the whole time, but eventually works his way down to the bottom. 

 

Today, he climbed onto the roof, found a stick up there and was busy batting it around.  I really hope he has a good sense of balance.  Someone needs to tell him that cats don't really have nine lives.

 



Watching the birds at the feeder.

Getting ready to pounce.

Attack!