Drama this morning. Although I live on the third floor, it is actually four levels up as we are above the parking level. The left side of my balcony is 4 floors down to the concrete and the right is where the cherry trees are.
Yesterday I pruned my garden. This morning I was admiring it thru the sliding glass door when I notice motion to the left. WTF? Oh- there it is again. I thought it was a bird so I went to investigate. Turns out its a squirrel. (bastard eating my flowers!) Now he’s panicked because he’s in the left corner and there’s no place to go but down.
Out of the corner of my eye I see this large puffed up black hissing fur ball come flying outta the doorway! JC brawl on the balcony! In some miraculous split second I am able to grab the kat (before he attacks the squirrel) and while doing so, it causes me to step back and squirrel runs for his life over to the tree!
That’ll teach him to eat my flowers. Attack cat on duty J Whew- thanks to my heroic purring Lassie, I live another day.
