I happened to look up the other day and saw this.
He was the same color as the roof, so hard to spot. And he seemed to be looking for a way down!
A vent pipe. Good place to stop for a head scratch!
The hunt for a way down continues.
He then disappeared around the edge of the roof and we did not see him anymore. How did he get up there? How did he get back down? Here is the front and back of the house. Maybe those trees in the front...
🐾
He tiptoes where the shingles sigh,
A shadow stitched
against the sky.
Too high for paws,
too bold for fear,
He owns the edge, the wind, the sheer.
2 comments:
Hi Ginny, great poem. Beautiful cat 🐈 Cats are very agile, I am glad he or she found a way down. Great photos.
Great pictures! Impressive cat. :)
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