[ The view up a paneled wall from below. There’s a loft, and an orange cat head peeking out, looking to the left. ]
There is a loft in the bedroom, & sometimes, this makes things a Little Exciting.
Loiosh is much less of an Up Cat than he used to be — though he won’t admit to it — but every once in a while he gets a wild hair & just has to go Up. Up is usually preceeded by a lot of Around The Surrounding Area Really Fast, which is kinda nice, because then I know when to look for him eight feet up a tree, waiting for a stack of fencers to get him back down. Yes, this HAS happened before.
Fortunately the loft has a nice human-climbable ladder.
Not that he needed help getting down THIS time. Not that he WANTED to get down at the time. He was in An Mood.
[ He’s gazing out over the expanse of the bedroom, ears and whiskers extremely forward. ]
OH HAI MOM
[ He’s staring straight down at the camera, eyes wide. ]
FURTHER MISCHIEF INCOMING
[ He’s caught in the process of ducking his head behind the loft railing, eyes still wide. ]
After which he leapt back down & galloped across the house, because: An Mood.
