So, this is my little Yuki (OK, she's not that little). Isn't she a pretty girl? It's a good thing, because, heavens to murgatroid, she's just not that bright. This is the kitty who managed to get herself stuck in the ceiling vents a la ceiling cat the very first day we moved in to Chez Turtle. This is the cat who does somersaults around my floating stairs (on the upper set, so she's a good 8 feet off the ground) with no regard for the poor, high strung guinea pigs who live below and go into apoplexy when she crashes down onto their cages.
I was sitting & enjoying my coffee the other morning with Ms. Thing sitting at my feet, when a dreaded squirrel crept down the tree trunk and hung, chattering evilly at me. It caught sight of Yuki and stopped dead in its tracks then literally levitated itself back up into the tree, clinging by those little rear feet and trying not to move any unneccessary muscles. Yuki never did notice the squirrel, but he didn't know that. hehI am soon going to have to Do Something more permanent to whatever nasty little fleabag dug a hole (going to China perhaps?) all the way under one of my stepping stones. They're sunk at least 2 inches in the ground. Come on, you did not bury any acorns there. I promise. Now, get off my lawn!!
Dear little Yuki... we love you anyway!
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