I peeked out the window. Was she hurt? lost? afraid to jump down? (Note the expression!)
As I looked more closely I saw the full scene. She wasn't alone. Do you see another cat?
Look to the right, behind the garage.
Here he is!
I really couldn't be sure if these two cats were angry with each other
in love or just talking. But they carried on for quite some time, meowling back and forth. I would have loved a kitty cat translator.
What about you. Do your cats carry on like this? What do you think they're saying?
