My kitty Murray is busy discovering what it’s like to have a window open up before him, but still having a screen there to keep him from joining the great outdoors! He hasn’t quite figured it out yet…He gets a whif of that great outdoor essence and WOOOOOOP up he goes flinging to the screen above—in which I immediately call out that he has to get down—-and, insulted, he runs off to somewhere else in my apartment!!
”Meow! Meow!”
”Hey, come here if you want some rubbins!” But for some reason he is reluctant to come back. I don’t understand cat-thought…so he gets up on to of my printer, and works his way back to the screen window…trig/;;;’.34ew cv. Cv … now he’s been walking on my keyboard, losing interest in the fresh air…and POUNCE there he goes again to be proclaiming his meows in the other room.
Somehow he must think I understand his meow-language for he keeps coming back—proclaiming—and sniffing at the screened window once again. No time to meow as he sniffs at the fresh air…
I’m so grateful that I have this marvelous cat!! He’s a true blessing!!